The deep blue flags of dusk unfurl
above happy hour at Joe’s Cellar,
bar mirror catching
the eyes ready
to spout embers, the eyes
extinguishing flares.
This factory worker tossing back
the grease of cheap whiskey,
pumping work-born pains
into marrow, chipped knuckles
wrapped around bottle necks,
glasses, releasing cargoes,
juke-box singer leaving
his heart on a hill.
Charles F. Thielman
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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.