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Circum-Alert: "African Woman" by Becca - Ghana's AfroPop Queen

This is just a quick note to recommend the latest video from Ghana's Afropop Queen, Becca, appropriately titled: African Woman. You know Circumspect couldn't pass this one by. Check out her other vids too; she has such a unique and authentic flavor and def love how she reps her African identity! Here's to the Visionnaire in Becca! Enjoy! Photo Source: http://www.ladybrillemag.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/Becca-2.jpg

Interview (V-Day Special): Adisa Tinorgah on Returning Home For Love

' Tis almost the season for love, or as some would describe it, "love reloaded". While some people look forward to Valentine's Day, others cringe from it. One young woman decided to leave her well-paid banking job in the U.S., return home to Ghana, and dedicate her life's work to it. Love, that is. In the first Circumspect "Visionaire" interview for  2011, Adisa Tinorgah of Odo Asem discusses her thoughts on the all important four-letter word, what's hot for Val's Day this year, and what she thinks about romance in Ghana. Thinking about returning to Mother Africa to settle and wondering what to expect? Adisa shares her experience and tips for potential returnees. -- Circumspect: Tell us about yourself. Who is Adisa Tinorgah? Adisa Tinorgah (A.T.): I am number two out of three children and was raised in Liverpool, Tamale and Accra. I studied International business at Indiana University of Pennsylvania where I graduated with highest hon

Poetry/Prose: Quicksand

An attempt at describing the indescribable experience of inspiration and poetry writing It is often said that the mystical happens at the crossroads between time and space With its crescendo undulations of past, present and future, the beach is exactly that Walking along the breadth of such on a lazy Sunday morning, you encounter the known The grainy touch of micro bead stones, sandy to the touch The shelly capsules of vast underworlds unexplored And saline airy kisses brushing against your face as you walk on Often left unsaid is the fact that those unique time-space continuums spring upon you Reminiscent of African thunderstorms upon the land But how could they? Even they fall victim to its mysterious power And so it happens; your turn awaits and so does it arrive Pocket of mysticism sucking you in One minute sturdy land, the next gooey, spinning and comforting all at once And in that moment an eternity occurs Flashes of your entire life unfolding before your eyes