As the crow flies
home these days
is east of here my brother
against the current of the westwind
for a while it was
between the clouds and mountain tops
where dreams came alive
to re-ignite lost fire
raise the phoenix from its ash
then for a moment
it was everywhere and nowhere,
just some place
that promised a slice of toast,
and a camp of sorts
but today
home is down-under
bearing east as I think of you
in harmattan’s esiki
Tope Omoniyi
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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.