Before Orgasm – A Poem by Fortune Omosola
Before Orgasm A rich, round horse gallops,gliding through plains sown with imaginary topaz.A fifth course or an adventure,bouncing off a buffet,cups passed in elevenses, an elephantto cleave a thigh with ale. Dusk approaches, riding the backs of…
Poetry: The Sting of a Badly Written Verse
A poem, at its finest, should ignite something deep within—an emotion, an image, a thought that lingers like the scent of rain on dry earth. But what happens when poetry falters? When instead of striking chords, it stumbles into awkward phrasing, forced…
Women Are Classified Beings – A Reflection on Palmwine Sounds “God Bless Women”
Most often than not, “world people” fail to recognize the depth, complexity, and resilience of women. However, “God Bless Women” a stirring poetry collection by Palmwine Sounds, seemingly lifts the spirit in this direction. This…
Poetry Corner: People and Sand
The weekend calls for art and Mood lifting. Two poets gives us a filling smack below: People and Sand Julian Matthews The people of the land are not sand to be shovelled into wheelbarrows and mixed with concrete and crushed gravel and…
Colours on My Face by Itohan Ekle Dazzles with Emotion and Insight
A review by Rolawe D.F Itohan Ekle’s ‘Colours on My Face’ is a compelling poetry collection that offers an intricate blend of emotions, experiences, and reflections. Published by Palmwine Publishing, this work takes into cognizance the human condition,…
Tragedy of Kindness Gone Wrong- A Poem by Bolutife Oluwadele
Tragedy of Kindness Gone Wrong A hand stretched forth with noble intent, Yet kindness stumbled where crowds crumpled. In Ibadan’s heart, in Abuja’s plains, In Okija’s streets, echoes of pain. Children’s laughter turned to cries, Under…
Prodigal Son: Gabriele Tinti’s Poetry caught a fish
The Prodigal Son I will meet you in the morning, in front of the museum, where you never thought to take me. I will recognise you in an ancient stone face, and I will want to hold you close in the embrace that you and I, after all, never had. And…
Drink Where the Horse Drinks – Phassy Wordsmith
Drink where your horse drinks; a horse knows no path to poisoned waters. Rest where the cat finds peace, for its slumber speaks of safety. Take the fruit touched by a worm; it dares where others would not. Gather mushrooms caressed by insects; they carry…
What Do You Want? ( A Poem by F.O )
What Do You Want? A flotilla, or a bleeding gun? Be sure. A house, a car, Or a flight closer to her, While your heart quietly rots? It can’t be love— The world is starved of it. Don’t eye the diamond chest; it will bury you. Happiness? Pfft! Is that all…
Self Adulation – A Poem by Wale Ayinla
Self Adulation means many things to a poet. Wale Ayinla wrote this…. Planes fly higher than birds. Birds flock more in unity than loneliness. Grief is bilabial. My face is rare on the skin of the air inside me. Somebody calls me a cave. I…