
Ode to A Child by Fisayomi Ogungbe
You are the soil the farmer cannot do without like an arrow in the hand of an archer you determine the fate, the future of a nation, of families.…More
You are the soil the farmer cannot do without like an arrow in the hand of an archer you determine the fate, the future of a nation, of families.…More
She’s a witch, my mother
Or how could she be so strong?
They were right, her foes
My mother’s a witch
That’s why she don’t sleep at night
In the chimes of alarm clocks, In the crowing of proud cocks. In the clicks as doors unlock, In the grumbles of livestock. In the songs of…More
by Teehem Dreams are my affliction; they disease me Dreams drown me, fill me with sweetness Then disown me Rheumy dreams, lucid…pap solid I stir through Storied dreams…folktale’s pleasure Agony…More
In your arms I lie, the world washes on by. No shadows in your beauty, for your smile lightens up the darkness. In the sweetness of your warmth, I…More
An Ode to M, postmortem. Just to be safe I'll call you M. We met last night in the dim light Of one minuscle candlelight. I thought I'd seen…More
First kisses could be sloppy Wet and harried like new born puppies Bittersweet, yet lovely Once tasted, forever remembered Lives not more than fleeting seconds A meeting of…More
Araba, What are you still doing out there, unmoved? Are your ears so muffled that you cannot hear the river roar? It is approaching… Won’t your sense dialogue with…More
Life is beautiful its intricacies intriguing one moment am a child The next an adult Just YESTERDAY, I gave my mum a first kick, then a first cry I…More