Erectile Dysfunction as a Variant of Skototropism
I do not know how to ripen when my lover undresses this was not how […]
African Poets, Poems, Tributes
Tributes
African Poets, Audio, Poems, Tributes
What My Children Remember
[audioplayer file=”https://admin.rattle.com/audio/GbolahanChildren.mp3″] The sight of helicopters circling the sky on mornings when the sky broke into shrapnel, falling on our
Eight Haiku
Can an African poet write about napping with the TV on? Can I entertain the lull of the afternoon drive home, or must my words reach the ends of a sunlit plain, where wild beasts roar into a golden sky? The truth is, I am a poet and I am African, and so I write as I am.
Poems, Soldier Poets, Tributes
Summer Memory
After the peace, after the broken loves and failed career, after the too many moves, the too many hospitals, so
African Poets, Poems, Tributes
Aubade in the Boneyard
my father died bending like a dog under the November cloud unlike the stories we were told about grief as
African Poets, Poems, Tributes
Sorrow
In sooth, I know not why I am so sad, It wearies me, you say it wearies you. But how