I am the man who left on the ship

I am the man who left on the ship
And I am the man who came back

I am the one who is not recognized
No boots, no letters

I am the one who fell in love
And grew my hair

I am the one who picked the flowers
Who saw the naked and the sleeping

I am the one who was embarrassed
When he kissed you

I am the one who sang
And played in the ocean

I laid in the dark and opened my eyes
I danced with women I didn’t know

I am the boat that floats towards you
What once I had I will have again

Kevin Thornburgh

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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