Author: Lion and Lilac
Review of THE THINGS FATHER DID NOT TEACH US by Abimbola Alaka
Reviewer: Emmanuel Ojex The Things Father Did Not Teach Us by Abimbola Alaka is a collection of poems that deals with life — in its barest forms. The book touches on a lot of sentimental topics without being bathetic in the delivery of any poem in the work. Topics such as rape, domestic violence, […]
Living By the Script – Deconstructing the myths about happiness
Title: Living by the script Author: Deji Ajibade Publisher: The Roaring Lion Newcastle ltd Year of publication: 2021 Reviewer: Ibeh Ejike Every human seeks happiness. Deji Ajibade, in his book, describes happiness as one of man’s preoccupations, which he explains to be affected by different myths and lies. In a concise yet distinct manner, […]
Two Poems | Tolu’ A. Akinyemi
No Room for Racism Would you take the knee with me? Would you speak out in my defence, Screaming that there is no room for racism? Would you take the knee with me As a symbolism of equality? Would you speak out in my defence, That Black Lives Matter? Would you take […]
Post-Partum | Oloyede Michael Taiwo
pro caffeinating in the throes of this whitlow in my head, rheumy, blustering, sharp; suffused in a maelstrom of emotions this pain is oval, a tear in the gum large at the base turbulent, with a curved face, and vertices symmetrical to an Alzheimer’s wreckage a swoon in the long in the tooth soot of […]
Two Poems | Linda Crate
brought every fire i saw the fissures of your soul, and i blamed myself; but you are responsible for yourself— saw you walking in hell in one of my dreams, and i cried; but now i see why you were walking in the darkness alone it is what you have earned for […]
Eureka| Edward Lee | Play
Lights up on a laboratory. Everything state of the art, cold, clean, clinical. A workstation with desktop computer on top of it is roughly centre stage, while downstage, near stage left there is the suggestion of a door (the frame, nothing else) SCATTERSCREW stands at door, keeping watch. BRIARTAPE sits at a workstation, laboriously two-finger-typing […]
Two Poems | Lynn White
Do You Remember Do you remember when the future stretched endlessly ahead, when the older looked forward to a contented retirement and the younger to all the joys of life and living. Now the mists are down swamping everyone in a gloomy miasma and the future is closing in moving closer and closer, a […]
Four Poems| John Grey
THE GUITAR I pick up the guitar for no particular reason. It’s an old friend that I’ve neglected these past few years. I start with a simple e-chord, strum with the back of my fingers. I listen to the blend of strings, then pluck them one by one with my stunted nails. I prefer the […]
Four Poems| A. K. Genova
I No Longer Wear Coats Someone yanked my coat from my chair. The chair rolled out from under my bottom. I bottomed. My coccyx crunched. I’ve never conceded to so much as a serape since. Once coats calmed me like bluebirds or Tony Bennet, the coat of his tongue. A bounty of belts laced my […]
Four Poems| Januário Esteves
1 The disgrace that hangs in the air, That also brings the negligence of harm How slowly steamed the sweat Running down the windows of cornification Often composing priesthood pleonasms Using sweet potatoes as contraceptives To stop the human overpopulation Whose will occur from memory that is damned In muffled cries of rock calcinations, In […]