I explore the souls of clouds
delve into anti-cyclones
and other spinning things.
There is immense ocean
chewing even triremes
befuddling air rescue searches
there are escalating gales
apparitions of drowned seamen,
their bobbing seaboots
to consider.
I made the bloated bottom dwellers
goggle-eyed, nibblers of green flesh
and there are other regions
I deign to comfort.
But mostly I deride small accidents
as beneath my attention span
that is star fields wide.
Robert James
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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.