Linger Still
By Soji Cole That black Friday When the canoe berthed by the bank You entered as a passenger Oh, how can you be so unsuspicious! Not to know that the[…]
Are we listening?
By Soji Cole That black Friday When the canoe berthed by the bank You entered as a passenger Oh, how can you be so unsuspicious! Not to know that the[…]
by Peter Akinlabi Say there was a dance unspent in you, a certain aversion to twine in the soul-shifting plunge into the spell of the transformative pond; or[…]
For Ify Omalicha, prima ballerina by Yomi Ogunsanya It is night too soon in the house, and not time for matinée The lead dancer’s feet have strayed beyond the[…]
by Ayodele Olofintuade Tonight I deleted Ify Omalicha’s phone number from my contacts. The number has not been on my phone for long, just barely 3weeks old. It’s strange actually[…]
(for Ify Agwu) By Jumoke Verissimo i Dreams should not lose their way But when they wander into The garage of graveyards and ghostly towns What poem will[…]
by Sophia Agbasiere GOODBYE OMALICHA Goodbye, Omalicha And without anger I, myself, am not upset Goodbye as you sojourn Without much ado Goodbye provided you are safe May he[…]
by Sunmaila Umaisha (IFY OMALICHA’s collection of poems, Now that dreams are Born, published by Kraftgriots, 2011, p.141.) The Nigerian literary scene is fast becoming famous for churning out promising[…]