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On the East Bank of the Mississippi River, New Orleans

Posted on May 3, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

They come here to drown they don’t know it but they come here, they come here to drown even if it isn’t certain they don’t know what they are doing they come here to this place this time to drown … Continue reading →

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Quandary

Posted on May 3, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

I wasn’t even Alive when You started placing before Me Those conundrums Which captivated My real self And forced me To blame storm a different Set of people Because I did not know The meanings And I did not get the … Continue reading →

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Crisis

Posted on May 3, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

There’s so much more I could do. If I could Scatter the seconds Like the grains of sand If the minutes would pass Like a ray of light Passing through a prism Breaking into Those seven colours Lighting every corner … Continue reading →

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Downfall

Posted on May 3, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

His spirit hovered On the edge of doom And before his eyes Were a couple of books? And his favourite illustration hanging in a frame He looked outside the window And saw Children on their way And the winter cascade … Continue reading →

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Puerile but Virile

Posted on May 3, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

Sometimes we have to do things we can hardly undo for in life we may have to learn and sometimes to be mean and stern This life has made us puerile totterers and we are like toss-coins in the hand … Continue reading →

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My Eternal Valentina

Posted on May 3, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

(For my beloved) I may not have the word to build a beautiful world but I have a robust expression beyond a cracking repression I may not have the wealth to create an haling health but I have a gentle … Continue reading →

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On the mountain

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

We pitch our love against the height of the soaring mountain and we see the base of our ascent We measure our love with the depth of the bottomless valley and we see a container that never gets full We … Continue reading →

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And Love a Man’s Sins

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

“Loving his innocence was my first sin.” Fires, Margaret Yourcenar This isn’t virtuous, only human: purple veins in pale thighs or darker ruddiness in deep plum. The depths…the going down… & it’s still a trapeze act, not sure of swings, … Continue reading →

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Tired Towns

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

Towns of little commerce near to being ghostly But for the cheer struck as a match During the blackout of some storm… Harmless, love, there is no great harm In the bars to combat boredom or The occasional darker stumbling … Continue reading →

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Aria

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

The silence stops & orchestration pours in – “Rosebud, Rosebud” – glass paperweight in my fingers. It smashes & fragments disband… I know these shards, these petals, Licking the crystal, the scents Of each… Some voice enters, song sweeping strong, … Continue reading →

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