How A Man Enters Into His Head
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…
Voyages of Deserts & Forests
The night is cold, old & grey, but my thoughts would not let it die. A tear trickles down my cheeks to water the stands of joy, withering in my heart. See, if life is a desert, every man carries his own oases in his…
Even Death Has Regrets
This is a slightly revised version of a poem published by Parousia Magazine in 2018. We thought to share this with you in the spirit of Easter. Enjoy this sizzling Easter poem! Stuck in the throat of the wind is a song, a dirge for…
To woo a man
Who said a woman must sit still like a statue or sculptured image under the tree of love and wait till the wind of fate blows down bat-eaten fruits into her outstretched hands? Who said a woman cannot stand upon her feet like a human…
Blind and Helpless Figures
This morning, Just like my blind neighbor, Musa and his son Yussuf A blind me placed my hand on the shoulder of my muse And away wandered, walking within a world of words Ai salam ley ku Put a coin here and Allah will smile…
The Currency of Hope
Peter sat by the road side. His skin, black like ‘condemned’ engine oil and his eyes, a reflection of a soul that was nothing but an ash tray of burnt dreams. Not only were his eyeballs hanging conspicuously from its sockets, they were as red…
A Girl’s Life Is An Allotrope Of Death
Last night I drank an ol’ man’s sigh- mouthful after mouthful; & sat still until the last drop, staggered down my throat, into my bowels to quench the flames burning therein. Early this morning, I awoke to Dawn- perching on the rays of the sun,…
Tell Me How To Woo Adaobi
How to woo Adaobi
Broken Ships II
Vivy recalled how she stood there shivering as her wet black dress dripped water while her boyfriend, blinded by his insecurities went on blabbing. “What insensitivity!” She thought as she removed her shower cap and freed her massive braids and began to peel the wet…
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One Poem By Alshaad Kara - Eboquills Literary Blog
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"Ictus" by Alshaad Kara, leaves one marveling at how pain can be beautifully woven into poetry. It is a pleasure to share this piece with you
Opportunities for Writers in July 2022 - Eboquills Literary Blog
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As we often say at Eboquills, writers who want to make headlines must beat deadlines. Have you met your rejection letters’ target for the year? Yeah, you read right, most dedicated writers set a rej...
Two Poems By The Dark Poet - Eboquills Literary Blog
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The Dark Poet, born Emmanuel G G Yamba, is an emerging writer and poet. His poems, "Uninvited Guest" and "Past Glory" are a delight to read.
