Anne knows that it’s time to sour the chicken –
His lordship William Shakespeare would be returning home very soon.
The ways would have been hard and weary –
So it is for our Anne.
In the absence of his lordship, she scratched yet another
Version of Othello, where Desdemona kills the hero, marries Iago
And writes a letter to Sita to form a committee where only gynocritics should have the right to think.
And when Mr Shakespeare will enter, she will perhaps…
The rest is a story not to be told –
For they say, there are certain norms of decency while writing.
About Ijagun Poetry Journal
Ijagun Poetry Journal is a quarterly journal that provides a platform from which we can tell our own stories in the authenticity of their multiplicity through the poetic medium. We don’t want to hear these stories from our master “griots” alone; we want to hear from those mastering their art, too. Hence, we aim at publishing new and emerging poets. We also welcome the works of established poets in order to encourage the poetic genius of those mastering poetic art. We prize original works that conform to, break or reinvent conventions. Again, we accept reviews and critical essays on poetry. We also accept powerful art works and photographs that make us appreciate the "poetry" in everything.
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