Dr Esiaba Irobi
Photo: Molara Wood (2006)
Nobody who encountered Esiaba Irobi, even
casually, could ever forget him. In the picture above taken
by Molara Wood we see Esiaba casting a spell on two young
women. The ladies had come to the Gallery to view the Spring
Art Exhibition by Chike Azuonye and Hassan Aliyu, but
instead they saw Esiaba and he engaged them, talked to them,
recited poetry to them, and before we realised it, they
walked upstairs to attend Irobi's poetry reading marking the
first Sentinel Poetry Live! evening.
Wherever people met Esiaba, in a lecture
theatre, in a performance space, in an Internet discussion
forum, he crawled under the skin and into the spirits of
everyone like joy-inducing virus.
Since his passing on May 3rd, 2010,
hundreds of tributes have been written to Esiaba. I have
spread some of these tributes in the section: Irobi in
Sentinel, as page banners on top of his writings, and the
writings of Pius Adesanmi, and Afam Akeh.
In this section set aside for tributary
writings, I feature lengthier pieces of poetry, prose and
Esiaba Irobi as Ancestor
The day the minstrel taught me how to dance.
Elegy for the Minstrel: Esiaba Irobi
A song about what happens
Seven Stations of The Cross
London Mourns The Minstrel, Esiaba Irobi
The Return of the Minstrel
Memorial event at Abuja