5/23/2023 0 Comments Ghana must go book review![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() And we are halted by what we may never know, with impossible questions spilling from eyes scanning pages, lips mouthing words, fingers turning pages, and imaginations at their limits. We are Olu in the void of unanswerable questions we are Kweku, arrested, in a world stopped, on the threshold between sunrise and death we are Fola, feeling death’s interruptive force with our empathic flesh we are many. Disequilibrium, vertiginous tumbling in events, words, silences, and logics pregnant with the secret of some illegible, elegant design, or the undecipherable hieroglyphics of some causality-we begin in the dislocation of this “here,” pensively stirring soymilk into liquid awakening, lost. We begin with death fugitive to all reckoning, as we always must. “Kweku dies”-this is “our” entry into Taiye Selasi’s Ghana Must Go, and “we,” like Kweku’s children and their mother Fola, must come together, attempt to reconcile this irreconcilable opening. ![]()
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