Patakís from the Composites of Okana
The Story of the Maja
From the odu Okana Ejioko (1-2)
For days Maja was exhausted. No matter how much he slept he was sleepy; and no matter how much he rested he was tired. His arms and legs ached and his skin took on a rough, sallow pallor. “Husband, you don’t look well,” his wife complained, worry creasing her brow.
Maja sat still, staring into space. “I feel fine, woman,” he said. “I just need to rest.” He put himself to bed early that evening and slept fitfully.
In the morning the sheets were...