For Penawou who chose full tide
By Enewaridideke Ekanpou A tree fruitful sprang up in Akugbene 104 years ago. Birds alighted on its branches and fed on the fruits, chirping and dancing happily. No bird could devour the fruits in their verdant vibrations. The fruits were like the stars in the sky; The fruits were like the sand on Alagbaru sandbank. […]
Meditations on Soji Simpson’s love-torn life
Given the outcome of the poet’s life, the poem, It’s better to die in the prime of life, is considered poignant as it prophetically seems to have captured his destination
Julie Iromuanya’s portrait of sorrows of immigrants
In this America. Everything is supposed to fall into place. Opportunity is a ripe melon swinging from a tree…A knock on the tree, and opportunity would fall into your hands
Yaba Tech artists on mission to revive interests in local textiles
The prevailing economic situation in Nigeria is actually driving many to look inward by utilising indigenous resources and locally made goods especially in the textile industry.
Poetry
My shepherd is the Lord, therefore I never lack
The agonies of a wordsmith in a precarious profession
Laptop is where it is named for – on a cushioned plank balanced on my lap – for medical reasons, so I was advised, and tapping the keys, punching out random recollections to rid me of my mild “black dog.”
