Poetry: The Passage
The Passage By Christopher Okigbo* BEFORE YOU, my mother Idoto, Naked I stand; Before your weary presence, A prodigal Leaning on an (...)
The Passage By Christopher Okigbo* BEFORE YOU, my mother Idoto, Naked I stand; Before your weary presence, A prodigal Leaning on an (...)
Lakayana By Gibril Koroma, Vancouver, Canada. See me Lakayana with my spear Give me my knife, the knife which the old man gave me The old man (...)
My Sacred Ballot By Roland Bankole Marke, Florida, USA. My right to vote symbolizes the sacred-Cow. As this whispering intuition blooms wisdom (...)
Africa By Arnis Vilks, Germany.* Continent of wonders, continent of hope, continent of fear, and continent of chaos ...like life (...)
Seven Days By Juliane Okot Bitek, Vancouver, Canada.* A delicate hand holds a fan Evokes memories of a lover’s performance Tell me Tell me (...)
Kperterkple Serenade (excerpt) By Atukwei Okai, Accra, Ghana. III make room in your inn for me – I know: when karl marx grabbed his (...)
I opened my window at the bottom of the sea By Elvis Gbanabom Hallowell, Freetown, Sierra Leone. I opened my window at the bottom of the sea To (...)
“Rise up and Walk Upright” By Roland Bankole-Marke, PV Deputy Editor. She gave me my primal breath and key to life And anointed me in dainty (...)
Skirt By Niyi Osundare Come, Sweetheart Come tonight Let’s meet in the elbow Of the street Skip all care Breach all walls Jump (...)
Editor’s Note: This poem was written when Barack Obama became the first black president of the United States of America in 2008. On A Day Like This By (...)
Editor’s note: This story was first published in January 2006. The author, Karamoh(photo), is now a government official in Freetown. By Karamoh Kabba, (...)
Adumaradan By Niyi Osundare Adumaradan Your love engulfs me As the harmattan overwhelms the heat I will pledge a thousand favours to the (...)