Monthly Archives: November 2018
“In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter,
– Christina Rossetti
Finally something has happened.
I cannot begin to describe this cretinous existence of mine. Nor how lonely it is to be without family or friends. The only white man in this country… perhaps on this whole continent. Meanwhile I have become the father of sixty-two children… but this gives me no satisfaction. Perhaps next year I shall come back and marry. I would live in the lands of ice and snow… anywhere to be away from here… The heat here is mean and inescapable. It courses through the bodies of the people like a fever – and yet my heart grows colder and colder.
Don’t bother me now.
I’ve got to get this herd of women organized first.
He says yes to anything,
you see he is quite insane.
~Prince Kankpe’s spokesperson
Taparica: Aren’t you afraid? Aren’t you afraid of dying?
Francisco Manoel: I never tried it..
~ Cobra Verde
Out there live many hills.
I can not hear what you are saying, for the thunder that you are.
My house needs thatching.
I’ll thatch my roof with the skulls of my enemies.
~King Bossa Ahadee of Dahomey
I have nothing to lose
I don’t have to talk to anybody.