(after the painting by Max Ernst)
Too slow, too weak, too old to fly
on confident, preternatural wings
with only words
a book and stars as guides
the cardinals are dying
fallen from grace
their scarlet feathers litter the ground
and fill the catacombs
with unanswered prayers.
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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