
3 Poems | Psalmuel Benjamin
Come… let us poem it out – I One could begin with the present andSay “the beginning of this poem is lostLike the knowledge of God’s beginning”What matters is the…More
Come… let us poem it out – I One could begin with the present andSay “the beginning of this poem is lostLike the knowledge of God’s beginning”What matters is the…More
Therapy for Dark Torsos i grew up to be sieged by the nothingness of mind.like a spiegeleisen,it takes multitudes of dust to submerge a homo sapiens to the farthest micron.…More
Self Portrait at 19 it’s 5:00 in the morning. I tiptoe towardsthe room’s oldest mirror in my birthdaysuit, examining what parts of my father’ssilhouette I have carried into myself. Ithrow…More
The lady with the issue of breast cancer for Ma Nancy during the delivery of this poem,the savior didn’t feel the touchof the lady with the issue of breast cancer…More
the language of descent I remember when we used to flyand how the sky carried us in its pouchthe wind caressing our wingsthe sun begging to join our flockand gravity…More
What If? What if the sun rises in the west and set at east?What if the moon shines at day and neglect the night?If the hands speaks and the eye…More
Spears / Throat & Grief, The Walks of Death on Bodies of Water (for my grandmother, Ojuolape)/Inna Lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji’un/ death keeps plucking the beloved, in miraculous ways…More
And there is a God, Death and the Thighs of Young Women If there is no blood, there is no lifeIf its not sweet, it’s no sin.Gather the villagers, tonight…More
What Is Deeper Than the Hole in My Heart? Death walked into the euphoria of our home / gripped you with its sturdy hands & dragged you / to the…More
Is this a One-Night Stand? It’s evening yet the coldhas frozen my blanket.It’s evening yet and your adamantinemouth has gone to the silence market.It’s evening yet, and I’m yet to…More