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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.

The Red Sun

Posted on May 1, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

(A Dodoitsu) Gory clouds, glossy effect Like an ended Spartan war Fueled by a magical orb In a robe of blood. Goodness Olanrewaju

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Modernity

Posted on May 1, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

I watch the balletic architecture of modernity Perform for the city. Looking as if they’d be razed by the slightest breeze While remaining resilient and durable Against the robust brutality of their predecessors. Anthony Ward

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Animated

Posted on May 1, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

the belladonna in their eyes dilating pupils widening with wonder at mystical worlds encapsulating childhood for all eternity with the vibrancy of colour capturing imagination in contrast to fear. Anthony Ward

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Perspective

Posted on May 1, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

If something bad happened everyday Would it make me the happiest man alive? Maybe if I throw caution to the wind It would blow me in the right direction. Or would it just blow me away? Anthony Ward

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The dwindling wonder in her eyes

Posted on April 29, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

It was easy to evoke her awe and wonder when she was a girl of eight, young and tender. Her brilliant, opal eyes glowing with the phosphorescent gleam of a storm-tossed sea – turbulent, tremulous, achingly beautiful, full of the … Continue reading →

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Bon Appetit

Posted on April 29, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

I The whiff of morning coffee brings a smile to her lips. She admires the outline of Adam’s silhouetted form against the curtain. 8.00 a.m. All’s quiet in the scaly coruscating avenue out front. The first trucker trudges in, gruffly … Continue reading →

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Spun Sweetness

Posted on April 29, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

To an audience of watchful leaning birch, a shy sangoma Spun sweetness in a trice. Crunchy underfoot and peripherally beautiful, There rolled off many worthwhile opportunities for her tongue, Far more than words should comfortably tell, Against its oral canvas. … Continue reading →

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Shots and Liars

Posted on April 29, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

Actors are best at smoke and mirrors So habits daylong but hidden confess Talent’s torsion Injecting that experience released in memory – Likely along other tracks? A mind expansive And forward-thinking Seeks a safe body Salt earned and shed in … Continue reading →

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I have come this far with you

Posted on April 29, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

I have come this far with you now at this crossroads I must either press on with you or take my leave I am emotionally falling apart and the centre of my psyche is fast losing its firm hold I … Continue reading →

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Looking for a chink in the wall

Posted on April 29, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

Agama The red-headed one With a mighty comb Nodding in fury Like a pressed cock Finding a foolish fowl To quench the fire of his furious groins Agama Why looking for a chink in the wall Why not climb and … Continue reading →

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