New York! New York!

Like the traditions of wedding days, I refuse to see you before I commit to you fully. I am sowing my royal oats, exploring my wildest demons; I long for your midnight strolls, your schizo town and…you never stop! It never stops!

The sandpaper pavements, the scent of crazy souls sayin’: “HALLELUJAH!”

I long for your hands and feet, though tired to move, I am crawling at the mercy of my knees to meet you once more and never let you go.

Mark Blok

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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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