At a Café Window with an Empty Glass of Tea

If asked,
What do you want from love?

An older me, and so a younger one,
might have cried out,
and not meant it.

The soul of youth fails in its rush toward definition.

Now, and after much time,
if asked once more I may say Security.

But after a breath, there’s more:

Comfort in knowing
I am more human
from having had it.

Damon Marbut 

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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