By I Echo “haunting fevers strangers shared in the hulls,never to break after centuries on land”— Ishion Hutchinson, ‘His Idylls at Happy Grove’ Happiness makes a clearing for meto walk through the morning light with healing. A greyed conscience.The dotted…
for F—By Isaiah AdepojuEverywhere I am is dark matter. Between us the concentration of distance.Afternoon carries on aimless. Panels of bodies trundle in the rust of sun,Bleak, pliant-boned. Equinox the ash of day. The ghost of happeningAnd death. Draw close…
By Olamilekan Wahab The flood is walking back to its shore,snail to its old shell,shame to its old self.Somehow,there are little feathers left on my body,there is a hope as raging as Santa red. I longed for flight many times…
By Omodero David O. At the dawn of eventide, the mind carries in its wombthe burden of prayer. I arrive, once again, at the quiet lake of wonder, where I must tarry upon its solemn bankand await the light draft…
By Alobu Emmanuel Even with the bottle cap tightened,I do not know how air sneaks in to soften things. Like rock, I used to be tough—edges all jagged and roughuntil I met her eyes & dissolved. The sweet potato is…
By Jamila Abbas as lean as the nightingale song sounds, I haveseen god through these white walls twice.first, through the liquid fussed into myveins & the hallucinations that theseredemption speaks of. call me prophet, singme thongs, the diluted soul from…
The Folorunsho Editor’s Poetry Prize 2024 has been awarded to Samuel A. Betiku and Marvellous Igwe for their exceptional works, ‘Lances at the Hedges of Light’ and ‘New Man,’ respectively. The winners were announced at the 14th Nigerian NewsDirect Lecture…
Named after the late Publisher of Nigerian NewsDirect, Dr Samuel Folorunsho Ibiyemi, the Folorunsho Editor’s Poetry Prize follows in the tradition of upholding and supporting poetry in Nigeria through its Poetry Column. Only poets published in the Poetry Column in the year under consideration are…
By Michael Okafor I promise you this poem won’t have any laughter.I have squandered all the joy inside me. I am tiredof carrying myself. Most days I pretend to be dead.Nobody knows where this poem ends—this poemthinks it’ll end happily.…
Named after the late Publisher of Nigerian NewsDirect, Dr Samuel Folorunsho Ibiyemi, the Folorunsho Editor’s Poetry Prize follows in the tradition of upholding and supporting poetry in Nigeria through its Poetry Column. Only poets published in the Poetry Column in…
