Trouncing boredom about
Inside the skin
With a sonorous rout,
A short-lived win,
An ominous bent.
Oh, empty whine –
Melodies bounce
And plod, with rhythm
And a polling pounce.
Convulse and shout
A piercing, loud
Unrelenting sound.
Oh, synapse burn
And pleasure cloud:
Turn shadows out.
Kevin Sampsel
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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.