Death is the witty essence of birth
without the nocturnal breeze of the night,
what would cool off the heat of the burning day?
the flame of light is measurement
for the gloom of eerie darkness
as sunshine queries rains
for the season of downpours
Man is the breath of woman;
woman is the essence of man
bind him; you see a husband
woo her; you see a wife
Life is a pair
we live to die; we die to live
we live for others; others live for us
everything is the essence of something

Basit Olatunji

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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