I see waters of coruscation cascading down the tears of the sun,Hitting the horizon of my mother’s prayers and plummeting into a lost world of innumerable seas. There are mountains of hope whose fellowship of proximity with the skies once blessed our lands with rains that poured copiously from the cup of wet winds andContinue reading “The dilemma of two realms”
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Poetopia
Poetry is an ocean where i empty the left over wine from the cup of a broken heart and make libations of the dregs into the soil of depression. Poetry is a room where I tell you my flaws without shame.With it,I can sculpt the shape of my heart and show you the dark pathsContinue reading “Poetopia”
THE COMPLEXION OF THE NIGER
I retrospect with very lucid yet vague memories, the history of the Niger, her colour,her location, her role in the civil gymnastics between the east and the green white green. I go back and forth on the hinge of time,its like I hold history in my grasp. Between our return to Lagos, the three weeksContinue reading “THE COMPLEXION OF THE NIGER”
THE VOICE OF SILENCE
Between the plastic chair in this room and the freedom i see prancing away like a lark; and sniffing at the juvenile gust outside, from the binoculars of the window, is a cold frisson hanging in the still places of my brain. Between the portal of time and space,I hear Nightingales croon away andContinue reading “THE VOICE OF SILENCE”
A flash of horror (a true life story)
The man of the house returns quite late and often inebriated these days. His wife could hardly complain, she was also a culprit in this emotional crime.Being one of the key administrative heads of a major bank in the country,she was a very busy woman adjusting to the very demanding nature of herContinue reading ” A flash of horror (a true life story)”
THE OXYMORONIC CHRISTIAN
From the little i know,oxymoron is trying to place side by side,two parallel items that are opposite extremes of one another.e.g ‘the innocent thief’ or the ‘beggarly billionaire’.. Please sing this song with me..”I surrender some..I surrender some.. Unto thee my blessed saviour ..I surrender some”Is it strange?.. You would prefer the normal..’I surrenderContinue reading “THE OXYMORONIC CHRISTIAN”
ENROUTE YABA
The pale face of the sky,the piercing dash of the chilly breeze and the frisoon hanging aloft my thoughts all seemed to stamp the inevitable reality of sunset and the way the day had behaved with me. I was about an important errandFrom the director of the conservatory of Music, it was about theContinue reading “ENROUTE YABA”
WHEN WE WERE BOYS;from an Igbo boy’s perspective
They say that age is a thing of the mind and from my littleexperience,when you find the love that lasts,its usually one of a kind. Sometimes the future is bleak and the present bright,and at other times both switch places. Often times i wonder whatever it is that keeps us going against the worst odds;isContinue reading “WHEN WE WERE BOYS;from an Igbo boy’s perspective”
TUNES OF THE ANCIENT TIMES
Oyinkansola Akinserule on the redefining of music and bridging the gap between church administratives and their musicians in our Nigeria By uchenna John gentle. Oyinkansola Akinselure is currently the Director of the Mountain Top Conservatory of Music, the first of its kind in all of West Africa. She was formerly the Director atContinue reading “TUNES OF THE ANCIENT TIMES”
BOILED EGGS
We have seen a vast breed of political animals, some wild ,some semi wild and others subtle,soft but lethal! We have seen many pot bellied barrels in white agbadas bantering away duty hours over cellular,on the nation’s airtime;if its not about another Hocus-Pocus to swindle the electorate, then its about how to plug their lieContinue reading “BOILED EGGS”