Try Kissing God
Akashic Books
Cover art by Tariku Shiferaw
Afua Ansong’s poetry is a walk through history, and in these poems she is a griot, singing to us of things we’ve lost. We are, she sings, lucky to be alive at a time like this, and we are blessed and lifted into her poems as she leads us. We are privileged to be on this journey with her. We are walking home.
Romeo Oriogun, from the prefaceGYE NYAME: receive god/if not for god
Afua AnsongGye in Akan
suggests an offering;to have someone
at the receiving end,to desire to let go,
completely,often assuming
trust existswhich is Gyi
die, which soundsoften like Gye de—
take and eat—someone cooks
a meal, palatable or not,boiled yams
with okro stew,male crabs, cow hide,
perhaps, givesit to you in a clean bowl,
food that may turnyour intestines outside in
or clean your redthroat. You lick your lips
and thank your tongue.But how do you take
God—Gye Nyame—unless they mean to say
except for God.
For Nyame cannot be chewed
on like the bones of a quailor kept in the palm
like sweat.