poetry

Mama Calls Me Tennis Ball Because I Always Bounce Back

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I still remember my ball boy training you have to squat with your left leg simultaneously kneel with your right leg perpendicular to your left so even if you miss the catch the ball is halted by your legs at a 90-degree angle I often missed the catch even before my strokes

From Olongo Africa
On June 30, 2022
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A Nigerian Poet’s Dangerous Amorous Episodes

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In the traditions that established earlier voices in modern Africa poetry, sociopolitical maladies have remained an arch theme. In the words of Omafune Onoge, what rocks African poetry most is the crisis of consciousness.

From Olongo Africa
On May 24, 2022
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a big faith in goodness and beauty and power of moral uprising

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an email from a friend in Gdansk

From Popula
On April 12, 2022
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Where Is Our Government?

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“We have a lot of insecurity in Nigeria. By road we are not safe. By train we are not safe”. (From a survivor of the Abuja-Kaduna Train bomb; Mon., March 28, 2022)

From Olongo Africa
On April 11, 2022
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Lonely Night the Poet Sells Himself as Lover to Dream

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Ernest O. Ògunyemi is a staff writer at Open Country Mag. His writing has appeared or is forthcoming in Joyland, Tinderbox, Sierra Nevada Review, Journal Nine, The Indianapolis Review, Down River Road, Capsule Stories, No Tokens, The West Review, The Dark Magazine, Mud Season Review, Agbowó, Isele, and in the anthology 20.35 Africa: An Anthology of Contemporary Poetry III. He is the curator of The Fire That Is Dreamed of: The Young African Poets.

From Olongo Africa
On November 29, 2021
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Preachy Internal Poll: What Is Poetry?

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Disagree? Vote here.

From Preachy
On October 15, 2021
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Some places become homes by habit

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When the thousands of mysterious Sumerian tablets were translated, they were thought to be business records, but what if they were poems or psalms?

From Olongo Africa
On September 3, 2021
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Language as Salvation

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The language of the Qur’an is the language of poetry and so I found that meaning was the eye into translation and not the other way round. That’s when I began to take the exegeses and history classes more seriously. Without them, I found translation useless to my spirituality.

From Preachy
On June 28, 2021
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[POETRY] Brocade

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How often we find rest in the place for longing, fame in the space of hiding, the truth in the face of the neonates.

From Olongo Africa
On June 14, 2021
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[POETRY] by Jeremy T. Karn, for ek.

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sometimes I wish my uncle would've been the fourth Hebrew brother to come out of fire alive.

From Olongo Africa
On May 29, 2021
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Instead of Silence

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Kolawole Samuel Adebayo is a Nigerian poet with works published in Button Poetry, Glass Poetry, and elsewhere.

From Olongo Africa
On May 13, 2021
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Some Thoughts On World Poetry Day 2021

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Find a poet from your country or your people and read their work as a gift from them to you.

From Olongo Africa
On March 23, 2021
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The Mollusk

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He never smiled or frowned, barely ever acknowledged anyone, only focused on that one job: heaving.

From Olongo Africa
On March 18, 2021
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