These two things marvel me:
how a man enters into his head
with the map he inherited from
his father, walks the winding paths,
until he is lost!
how a man hides from death
by standing behind his breath,
covering the nakedness of his
ghost with leaves of hope.
but isn’t hope as cactus?
green & thorny-
healing you today
& hurting you tomorrow?
Don’t let anyone tell you
that hope is the herb
which cures all ailments.
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The poem, "Sugar on wet Sand" by Omodero David, is experimental and daring. The poet is set to take the #poetrycommunity by storm and our fingers are crossed.
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"Along Came Love" by Zubair Hassan Baba, is what we might refer to as brilliant historical fiction. You may smile or sigh but surely, you will fall deeply in love with Zubair's storytelling style at the end of it all.
Read story here: https://eboquills.com/2021/05/01/along-came-love-a-short-story-by-zubair-hassan-baba/
"...I am the voice of reason,
That dance not to the deceitful tone
Of political eloquence and propaganda
I am the voice above religious hypocrisy and sycophancy
Truth is my warrant and change is my cause..."
Who Hears Me? By Etim Bassey Onyam
Read here: https://eboquills.com/2021/04/24/one-poem-by-etim-bassey-onyam/