Here I disclaim all my paternal care,Propinquity and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me Hold you, from this, for ever.
The deep, personal material of the latter half of your life is your children. You can write about your parents when they're gone, but your children are still going to be here, and you're going to want them to come and visit you in the nursing home.
Why was I born with such contemporaries
To be African is to be modern - this is the central paradox we must embrace.