The archive ‘Half-a-Word’ Poem by ’Sanmi-Ebora Ogunjobi · 1970 ‘HALF-A-WORD’ I’ll tell you ‘half-a-word’which the elders sayIs enough for the wiseFor whenIt is digestedIt becomes full whole Now,In that your placeWhere sour is given for sweetSincerity lacks foundation‘Give-and-take’ seek admirersI sayYour conscienceIs the real judge Here,my ‘half-a-word’ ’Sanmi-Ebora Ogunjobi EDITOR’S NOTEArchived from Nigeria Magazine, Sunday, […]
The archive Arbour Days Poem by U. Eweka · 1970 During the month of MayAll the days are arbour daysDrilled to the foresters’ swayIn all we know are his ways. From the nurseries to the farmsThe crops have tender handling,And woe-be-tide he who harmsThe tender roots of a sapling. With the tenderest care the saplingsAre […]
The archive Dry Season Poem by Dan Awodoye · 1970 DRY SEASON The dry-plain Northbelchesand everyone becomesher petto powder The free-flour winda dust merchanttumblesin the throatfeeding the fed She convulses and vomitsand bumpsin to the masteror the servantshe knows no rank Her last feast ofcheap dustleaves on her patha stranger victim onflying visit And when […]
The archive FOR MOTHER Poem by Odia Ofeimun · 1970 FOR MOTHER Nene …the shadows are overgrownthis afternoon in my heart;the burden of uncertainties assail mewith a feckless ravish- I do not know whether to cry or laugh. Each day saps me dryof the red-green that you gave mein ellipses of hopeto halo my dreams. […]
The archive Farewell to City of Moats Poem by Jacob E. Obaseki · 1970 FAREWELL TO CITY OF MOATS Through the ages fame still resoundIn thy ancient spot enviable things lie aroundSo earlier vowed, from city would never partStill by foreigners envied, thy famous ageless artOh enviable seat of once mighty kingdomSo peaceful ruled by […]
The archive Notes on the Metaphysics of Creativity Poem by Olumide Okunsanya · 1987 NOTES ON THE METAPHYSICS OF CREATIVITY (PART I) a note on the metaphysics of designthe design of a building should not bea mere translation of program intouninspired if functional spatial agglomerationthere has to be a central theme:a major idea that seeks […]
The archive In My Heart Poem by Kwame Dawes & Gwyneth Dawes · 1987 IN MY HEART (For Aba) MORNING SONG:My heart is closest to youin this dark hourof morningMy heart rememberspulling threads of memorythrough shadowsUntil I think I see youcurled under soft quiltdreaming of me and God* EVENING SONG:My heart is closest to youin […]
The archive Liturgy Poem by Kwame N. Dawes & Gwyneth H. C. Dawes · 1987 LITURGY (For Kwame) SON:“And she sang mournfullyher voice shaking deeply,regret mixing remorse,sorrow with recollection.She trembled,the whole room trembled,the door criedthe chairs bent slowlylooking for himhoping for himnot seeing him. Then we all went asidesplintered points to a circlelinked by a […]
The archive Bird-Watching Poem by Gwyneth H. C. Dawes · 1987 BIRD-WATCHING (For Chochоo) doveswallowweavereaglefalcon Fivegliding gently in the calm;flapping bravely in the storm;a lark appearsupon the wind.Acceptance. Sixdipping lowsoaring high;fraternity in flight. Gwyneth H. C. Dawes EDITOR’S NOTEArchived from Nigeria Magazine, 1 January 1987.