Bai T. was a father, a great husband, and family man, but he was the mentor of many young Liberians who were seeking a place for Liberian literature in the world, especially, during those several years before his death. I visited both his home and his office a few times to chat with Bai T. Moore during those last years. Despite his fame and place in Liberia then, he was always willing to listen to us young people, and was quick to offer his words of wisdom whenever you found yourself in his presence. He was a very calm and wise man who reminded many of us younger writers of his place as father and elder in our quest to define Liberian literature and to help Liberian literature find its place in the world of African literature. Tributes 

Remembering Bai T. Moore, Poet, Writer, Novelist

By Dr. Patricia Jabbeh Wesley An Elder’s Prayer Oh great Spirit of the forest, I have nothing in my hand But a chicken and some rice It’s the gift of all our land Bring us sunshine with the rain So the harvest moon may blow Save my people from all pains; When the harvest time is done We will make a feast to you. —-By Bai T. Moore The late Bai T. Moore was born on October 12, 1910 in the town of Dimeh, a Gola village between Monrovia and…

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