Five Poems
by Alkasim Abdulkadir 1. Stoning from Glass Houses! The took away our lands And built glass houses They took away the stones So we won’t throw stones At their glass houses.[…]
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by Alkasim Abdulkadir 1. Stoning from Glass Houses! The took away our lands And built glass houses They took away the stones So we won’t throw stones At their glass houses.[…]
by Uche Peter Umez Poetry of Pots A butterfly skims over my path, as if I’m scented with pollens. I trail after it, craving harmony. It leads me to a cozy[…]
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[…]
by Benson Eluma For Ify Omalicha Who now to carry on Your dance of beatitude, Lead the chorus In the return movement? Your strings have suddenly come Undone[…]
by Vivekanand Jha Stigmatic widowhood Customs curse for widow and blessings for widower widow, a horse with bridle; widower, a tiger without fetters. Stand two victims into sea[…]
by Dami Ajayi I 03.00 am Come away from me, Lofty thoughts that bother Sanity and doubt, Come away from me, Right away! And when I’m beside myself[…]
the verdict of thunder the world has been so silent today the hangman has outlawed noise the streets have been so quiet today the emperor has proscribed gos-sips[…]
1. Sister Mustard died someplace Mount Ebola, I think, in Africa. They planted a mine on the headstone For a curious little boy to play with. Kaboom! and his[…]
The Bomber Drowned THE BOMBER TOO DROWNED, in his ripple Among the heads, at the belt’s attunement to rage, at the last dead chant– HEAD TO THE SCHEDULED FEAST ON virgin demons; breaths–[…]
by Benson Eluma Claire, now they make the mannequins with long legs They give them huge buttocks and big breasts But they leave their lips thin and their noses aquiline[…]