Saturday, March 11, 2006
About Me
- Name: Obie Quiet
- Location: Nassau, New Providence, Bahamas
Obediah Michael Smith has published 18 books of poems, a short novel and a cassette recording of his poems. At University of Miami and University of the West Indies, Cavehill, Barbados, he has done writers workshops with Lorna Goodison, Earl Lovelace, Grace Nichols, Merle Collins, and Mervyn Morris. He is a 1971 graduate of St. Anne’s School. He attended Memphis State University, 1973 to 1976 and majored in Speech and Drama and Biology. He has a B.A. Degree in Dramatics and Speech from Fisk University. Employed by The Ministry of Education, he taught English Language and Literature in high schools on New Providence, on Grand Bahama and on Inagua. In 1989, for six months, he lived in Paris, France and studied French at L’Alliance Francaise. He has two daughters and two sons. He is at present, for a time, residing in Mexico City.
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2 Comments:
Then you would probably be me.
Nico, girl you make me laugh so hard, so very loudly just now. How humble one can be, how healthy mentally, when one has so much, when one is secure.
On the other hand, so many of our fellow-citizens are so uptight and so inflexible because they're so insecure. I admire your tremendous sense of wellbeing.
I love you. I love too who is responsible for having produced you; only they've helped to produce me too: your mom, your dad, Eunice, Bishop Eldon.
How very interesting for you to have had the hands which built the nation, change you diaper, rock you to sleep, play you lullabies on the piano.
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