Annus Mirabilis (For Stefn), By Nnamdi Elekwachi

My friend wrote consistently poem for each day until he had 365 for the year 2018, a task he undertook. I looked for a way of celebrating this and penned this few lines for him. Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu, this is my laurel wreath for your poetic head, do sir, wear it. Congrats! – Nnamdi Elekwachi  Annus Mirabilis […]

I Made It | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 365: I MADE IT all I’ve ever known is this,  this seemingly endless musing. I may make it although there’s nothing wrong with wanting it to end. but it was cruel  waking each day to be greeted by the blankness of another page why would the simplest of tasks make me stumble over words? […]

Ohamadike | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 257: OHAMADIKE (For Nnamdi Kanu)Cowards kept mum in the face of tyrannyYou didn’t.Indecisive folks played hide and seek,You didn’t.Elders ‘so called’ ate fat and belched loudly,You didn’t. The ignorant ones may condemn you and say all manner of ill about you but my pen, like a book of remembrance, shall remember youand write all […]

Featured Poem: Night Song – by Martins Deep

The household lamp burnt. Its flames danced. A starless night it was. Gloom robbed the galaxies of stars…and mother’s night songs. The rain passed by our huts And we smelt her perfumed tailwind. And ah! How it intoxicated Mama with memories! – Memories we can only imagine vaguely. She held our arms walking through dusty […]

An Open Letter: 30 Thank You’s To Funso Oris

I grew up thinking that a teacher or a coach was just someone who was there. It wasn’t until I was learning from you that I knew that they were meant to be so much more. They were meant to make me enjoy my time with them. The mentors that don’t respect you are the […]

If I Could Bring You Back Again (For Don Williams)

I Believe in You Lord, I Hope This Day Is Good You’re My Best Friend  Some Broken Hearts Never Mend Till the Rivers All Run Dry Back in My Younger Days… on and on the list goes on I sang along and bared my soul to the gentle breeze of your voice Don. But I […]