​Mama Knew Me Too Well | by Paul Beckman

Mama gave me the six female figurines over decades. She sculpted them for me. She told me the bloated breasts, rippling necks, stomach rolls and edema-filled legs on five of them reminded her of me. I was happy when she gave them to me because, for most occasions, she gave me a small check and…

Two poems | by Ken Allan Dronsfield

​Earth Cries; Heaven Smiles White rose petals gently fall floating down to bare ground lilacs open inhaling the sun essence of both waft above. ladybugs dancing leaf to leaf dragonflies sit alert on a post robins skip on fresh cut lawns old cats nap in sunlit windows granddads reflect in old chairs kids laugh playing…

Three poems | by Sanjeev Sethi

Strife During initiation an unwritten contract is formed. A wordless mise penned to fine print. When blue- print is betrayed ruptures appear. More serious the  transgression more rooted the rent. There is no  testimony or tribunal. Those with injured feelings  respond: bluster of terraqueous beings. Living Let me lie. Turds of  truth have vexed me. …

CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS: DAPO OLORUNYOMI NATIONAL ESSAY COMPETITION (DONEC) 2017

The Dapo Olorunyomi National Essay Competition is an initiative flagged by the Department of Communication and Language Arts, University of Ibadan. Displaying exemplary hard work and integrity, Dapo Olorunyomi, a seasoned journalist, has been actively involved in the fight against the menace of questionable activities in governance and domineering leadership. Thus, in honor of his…

CALL FOR ENTRIES: PIN ANNUAL FOOD POETRY CONTEST (PFPC) 2017

For ages, feeding the mouth and the mind has ensured the sustenance of mankind, making food and arts complementarily indispensable. Accordingly, Poets in Nigeria (PIN) calls for submissions of food-related poems for the 4th edition of the PIN Annual Food Poetry Contest (initiated in 2013 as Eriata Annual Food Poetry Contest). PRIZES 1st Prize –…

America Wasn’t So Bad Back Then | by Donal Mahoney

​We have something in common, a fellow I talk to now and then. We’re about the same age and perhaps the only ones in the diner who think our past lives are interesting. So when the two of us shoot the bunk over coffee, it’s amazing that two men who sometimes can’t remember much about yesterday remember a lot…

Three poems | by Jake St. John

​Nights At Mike’s We were  young dumb  and knew it all higher than a hawks nest in his parents basement we’d change the world  and find ourselves before it was all  said and done we told anyone that would listen that someday  we’d cross  the country together they said  they’d been saying  the same thing …

COMMUNICATORS LEAGUE CREATIVE WRITING CONTEST – SHORTLIST (POETRY CATEGORY)

Communicators League is delighted to announce the shortlist (Poetry Category) for the maiden edition of the Creative Writing Contest 2017 which closed to submissions on 30th May, 2017. The Poetry category received 108 entries which was processed and forwarded to the judges. The shortlisted entries with details of their authors are as follows: “BEHIND CLOSED…

Three poems | by Alyssa Trivett

​Paper I trashed receipt paper, a high school kegger of semicolons on lawn chairs and commas sitting in the  kiddie pool. They floated around the room, waiting for red and blue lines, or a blinking, weary cursor to chaperone and grab them, hide keys under the cat. Scrawled all over every nook and cranny  or…

Save my Soul (Episode 10) | by Oyelude Yetunde

Tears expressly cruised through Kamil’s eyes, as he continued to cry profusely from the depths of his heart. While Abeebat still hugged him tightly. They both remained that way for a while before Kamil slowly withdrew himself from her embrace. He sniffled now, his eyes red from the incessant flow which hadn’t stopped. However, he…

ALL THE FLICKERING SHADOWS (Episode 2) | by Steve Carr 

Sitting on the front steps, Jacob watched a large gray doe on the road as it casually strolled along the edge of the woods. He had seen it several times before. There was a patch of darker gray hide on its side that was shaped like the state of Florida. As before, it came out…

ALL THE FLICKERING SHADOWS (Episode 1)| by Steve Carr

Before the sun had risen Jacob heard the prowler shuffling through the brittle leaves. That sound and a warm breeze floated in through the open window by his bedside. He pushed aside the sheer white curtain that was yellowing with age and searched the darkness. The crackling of the leaves being crushed under foot reverberated…

​IYAWO ( Iya-iwo) | by Tejuoso Olamide Marie

  Like the cat’s eye in the dark, hers prowled, pacing with the support of her legs, as she daintily cruised round the circle painted with lives, graciously cocking her head high, with her koloba teasing palms itching to caress, while she gaited back and forth like a master in the glamour of a rocking…

NIGERIAN STUDENTS POETRY PRIZE 2017 – THE PRIZE WINNERS

< p style=”box-sizing:border-box;border:0;font-family:"font-size:14px;margin-right:0;margin-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;outline-color:initial;outline-style:initial;padding:0;vertical-align:baseline;color:rgb(125,125,125);background-color:rgb(255,255,255);”> < p style=”box-sizing:border-box;border:0;font-family:"font-size:14px;margin-right:0;margin-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;outline-color:initial;outline-style:initial;padding:0;vertical-align:baseline;color:rgb(125,125,125);background-color:rgb(255,255,255);”>Poets in Nigeria (PIN) is pleased to announce Bakre Fadil Adedamola, Ajah Henry Ekene and Bona O. Solomon as prize winners for the 2017 edition of the Nigerian Students Poetry Prize which opened for submissions on 15th February, 2017 and received 725 poems from students drawn from over 100 tertiary institutions…