April is National Poetry Month, so I thought we'd discover a few West African poets.
The following poem, I Will Pronounce Your Name (originally written in French, Chants pour Naett) was written by Leopold Sedar Senghor, a Senegalese poet, writer and politician. He was in fact Senegal's first president upon gaining independence, from 1960 - 1981. It is believed by many that Naett in the poem refers to Africa.
What we loved most about this poem is the many senses it evokes. The scents of cinnamon, lemon coffee, and early mornings. The visual contrasts of colors, such as black and gold, dusk and midday. The feelings of heat, sweat and dust. The sounds of thunder and strong winds. Obviously, we enjoyed this poem :)
Can you describe your home, country or heritage by evoking the senses? The smells, the sights, the colors, the sounds, the feeling in the air?