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Francis Bebey. Cameroon (1929-2001).[Sadly, I must report that Francis Bebey died of a heart attack at his home in Paris this week, on the morning of May 28, 2001. I understand that he had just given a concert in Italy over the weekend. His daughter said that a funeral would be for family members only, while the daily newspaper Le Soleil (Dakar, Senegal) announced that, according to his wishes, Francis Bebey was to be cremated and his ashes were to be scattered over Mount Cameroon.--DR]. Born in Cameroon in 1929, Francis Bebey was educated in Douala, Paris, and the U.S., receiving his degree from the Studi-école de la Radiodiffusion Outre-Mer, Paris. In addition to Bebey's accomplishments as a poet, playwright, and novelist, Bebey is an accomplished musician with over half a dozen CDs. In 1968 Bebey won the Grand Prix Littéraire de l'Afrique Noire for his novel Le Fils d'Agatha Moudio. Shortly thereafter, he took a job in Paris working for the information service of UNESCO. Through his multiple talents, Bebey has overcome geographic and language obstacles to contribute to the cross-fertilization of literary, communication, and music fields. Terse and poignant, Bebey joins his contemporaries Tchicaya U Tam'si and David Diop in using poetry as a sharp instrument for dissecting racial injustices. It is remarkable not for its meter or imagery, but for its unabashed attack on literary convention and global inequity. Bebey's poetry can be taken in tandem with his other music, and writings as a lifetime of efforts to highlight North-South cleavages. Yet, his work transcends rhetoric by ameliorating the cleavages he identifies. Never Tell Me Again, Lines 6-11, 45-53. Never tell me again You will learn new songs... Sing in the evening of the dance |
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