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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16 hours ago
Our #MCM for the week is Saddiq Dzukogi @SaddiqDzukogi. His collection of poems, “Your Crib, My Qibla”, has earned rave reviews since its recent publication.
Award-winning poet, Ilya Kaminsky, describes it as a “stunning, memorable book”!
You had your voice,
yet silence was your outburst ..."
In this #poem, Ojo Emmanuel writes about loss, grief, and the long painful journey to healing. It is a sad, sensational poem & worth the #read.
#poetrycommunity #poets #WritingCommunity
Creativity and simplicity cohabiting in one literary piece, quite a rarity these days!
We loved this story, @ewoe_nam
We still do 👏🏾👏🏾
I am happy to announce that my story has found a home with @eboquills🥳 https://eboquills.com/2021/02/23/brach-and-ara-a-short-story-by-ghanaian-writer-ewoenam-kukah/
Kindly read, comment and share☺️😘.