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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.

Window-Shopping

Posted on October 21, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

Gong, gong goes the bell Of the lousy, noisy town crier: There’s going to be a fashion parade A beauty contest at the village square The qualification Easy to meet A dazzling damsel Tarmac-ed with wizened hide Pitched with gnarled … Continue reading →

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Night Shot with Light

Posted on October 21, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

(Image: Snowstorm at Sea by J. M. Turner) Blood punching hard through every vein White thunder drums with fists of rain Lightning’s whip cracks flashing white Ships heave and seem to leap in light Sea spins and swirls staccato pace … Continue reading →

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Turkish Smyrna

Posted on October 21, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

This carpet – a Turkish Smyrna – is made with Gordian knots, tied by the fine fingers of a child tied to a loom by a thin, pale leg. Every centimetre – a hundred knots This carpet – two and … Continue reading →

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Peace tattoo

Posted on October 21, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

(Photo by Jayel Aheram) Children need to breathe the air of protest walk together, arm in arm with strangers wear badges of hope and T-shirts with lifelines Sing words of wisdom and history chant choric responses of camaraderie in a … Continue reading →

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The Swallows and the Gamble of Rebirth: A Review of Carl Terver’s “Till the Swallows Come Home”

Posted on October 21, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

“I know this place where civilisation Runs along torn asphalts…” These three-month gone, I have observed that poetry can invert itself to be an emotional hallucinogen; that it can sometimes betray its very own bard as to transpose the weight … Continue reading →

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Big Man

Posted on October 21, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

Clouds collide The Big Man Upstairs is moving again Packing his bags And stomping his feet Thunder rolls across the land Rain falls in sheer sheets Hanging heavy Pregnant steam Electricity in motion Sparking an arc Lightening issues forth Flashing … Continue reading →

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Summer is Here

Posted on October 21, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

Two days ago it was winter Chilly winds blew in the freezing rain Clouds hung leaden as if to fall Clinging to the ground in deep disdain Today, the Sun shines brightly and The sky is a deep azure blue … Continue reading →

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I Have Encountered in Books

Posted on October 21, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

I have encountered in books the thoughts I desire and brook like a silent night dream the ideas course like a running stream I have encountered in books the wits of the written words I have encountered in books the … Continue reading →

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Duality

Posted on October 20, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

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 … Continue reading →

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[the meditation master takes a nap]

Posted on October 20, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

As he began to cross his legs on each other, his mind Was wandering nowhere between here and there; he Withdrew his vision from the skyline of the city To the cool fire burning in his belly; listening To the … Continue reading →

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