Category Archives: Poetry

Hem

Posted on October 3, 2013 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

Jesus is waiting in Heaven for me when I die, Miss Hooker at Sunday School says. So I’d better watch it, my sinning, so much so that I never sin again or else when I get up there He’ll toss … Continue reading →

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Tips

Posted on October 3, 2013 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

I want to die so that I can go to Heaven and live forever but my Sunday School teacher, Miss Hooker, tells me that’s a sin, wanting to die and wanting to die like that especially. No, I have to … Continue reading →

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The last poem I will ever write you

Posted on October 3, 2013 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

~ i loved you like a yawn: the tensening of my abdomen when your hand found my hip my legs flexed to keep from quivering the way only once you called me honey and the words found their way directly … Continue reading →

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advice

Posted on October 3, 2013 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

(for the writer who can’t write, and who doesn’t know how to live without writing)   study people’s mouths on the subway, then write their lips’ biographies. look up recordings of whale songs, eking sound from their mass, translate those … Continue reading →

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The Fairest Mark

Posted on October 3, 2013 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

We are not as the day Whose length is well-defined No breath seized midway Its demise, its joy. We are not as the day For men’s art cannot just Efface the footprints We do not fare same. Are we as … Continue reading →

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The Trouble With Expectation

Posted on October 3, 2013 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

The tumbling and Falling of disgusting Expectation – It rides the weary Soul for the rest of Its days. James Maxwell

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Canticle to the Sailor by Gabriel Bamgbose

Posted on September 13, 2013 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

(To those born this day) If my soul be snatched away from its body, And my sanity be turned into madness; If my sight be dimmed to darkness, And my soul be soiled with sorrow; Nothing in my might can … Continue reading →

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Looking for a chink in the wall by Gabriel Bamgbose

Posted on September 12, 2013 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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She said I walked away by Gabriel Bamgbose

Posted on September 2, 2013 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

She said I walked away From my sleep last night She said I rose From her beside Abandoning the cushion of the bed And the heat of the quilt The warmth and comfort Of her body Walking straight away Into … Continue reading →

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Mother, My Pride by Gabriel Bamgbose

Posted on August 29, 2013 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

I am proud of you mother Your blackness shines forth The beauty of your tribe Aesthetically, you remain unique Of all mothers. In you lies The wealth of the nations In your womb evolves The genius of the globe Your … Continue reading →

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