[your cup]

Whatever contains h2o, the origin of life, could
Be contained in it, always ready for another fill

Whether it is bubbling with heat, or
Chilled with sandy juice, it can hold

Any fluid with all the calmness that will push down
Impurities into the bottom as unwanted sediments

Most tolerant, and most receptive: green tea
Black coffee, red wine, fresh blood, sour milk

You are jealous of it, a container ready to hold even
The heaviest water, and would love to be more like it

In spirit, as you take it to your lips, closer to your heart
Like these words that are trying to contain your spirit

Yuan Changming

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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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