My first experience at a spoken-word
poetry performance has formed a vignette on my memory. It was at an EHALAKASA
night, introduced to me by a friend.
Normally, poetry performances are perceived
to be boring. Many people do not attend these performances. However, the audience-space
was almost full, by the time I arrived at the venue. It was left with thirty minutes
to the start of the program. “This is unusual”
I told myself. I found myself a seat and waited for the real show to start.
Edzordzi Agbozo, a poet, in performance |
The master of ceremony came onto
the stage and shouted “EHALAKASA”. The audience responded “it lives in us”. He then
asked someone to prove to the audience that he deserves the name he bears. This
was his way of introducing the first performer. I heard a song from behind me. It
was a folk song. The audience took up the song and started clapping. I joined
in. He moved onto the stage and performed; followed by many poets.
I enjoyed every bit of the program
and vowed not to miss the next edition. Unfortunately however, I left for
Turku. But I know that, EHALAKASA will be my home on every third Sunday of
every month when I return to Ghana.
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