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I am Efo Dela from the Volta Region of Ghana. I am a Computer Engineer by profession and an amateur Poet. 
I started started writing in 2002 when i was in Mawuli. Back then the poems were not so good but over the years my writing has improved quite a bit over the years. My favorite writers are Professor Atukwei Okai and Langstone Hughes.

This Blog
This is my first blog and as such it might be changing appearance quite often till I get the hang of things. I decided to create this blog as a place to share my poems so people could critique and appreciate. I've got quite a few poems some great and others not so great. As time goes on, I will post them and newly written ones.

My Other Blog
Do check out my other blog Politically Incorrect. This blog is all about Ghana and Ghanaians everywhere. As usual it satirical. 

My Poems
My poems are inspired by everyday occurrences and sometimes and over fertile imagination. I write on all aspect of the human life. My style tends to be sarcastic and witty but not always, some are solemn and reflective.

The Present
Two of my poems, "Our Brother was an Idiot" and "The Palm Wine Seller's Daughter" have gain a lot of publicity and that has been really encouraging. The Poetry Foundation Ghana recently informed me that I was  the most read poet of the year 2011 (click the link to read more about that). I'm hoping for an even more eventful 2012

The Future
I hope to publish my poems and other literary works some time soon, I'm not sure when I do not plan to become a full time writer in the foreseeable future. I hope I can continue writing for a long time time to come


  1. It's pretty rare for young Ghanaians to develop their talents in writing, and to be so passionate about it. I'm very proud to be affiliated to you, keep doing what u do best. Much love xxx

    1. thank you for your kind words. I'm also proud to be affiliated with you

  2. Can you please send a review of your poem, the palm wine seller's daughter to me. i want to understand it more and also share with more people who have interest in your work.
    My mail:

  3. Wondered how I've always had such a genius brain right under my nose without noticing. At least, I wasn't wrong after all believing computer n especially, software engineering would be de best chosen proffession for U. Have my reasons though, haha... Jux keep surprising people n don't stop being great... ;)

  4. I like your poetry style....keep it up man

  5. Proud of you...Efo Dela. Have added you to our blog list.


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