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…

Save my Soul (Episode 9) | by Oyelude Yetunde

“So that concludes it for today. We will meet again tomorrow. Make sure you guys finish up your ‘Purple Hibiscus’ by tomorrow. No excuses. I want full summary of the remaining chapters. Good day.” Mr. Lucas said, as he bade to leave the classroom. Their Literature class was over. Abeebat sighed after their teacher was…

Three poems | by Allison Grayhurst

​Shroud The Moon I see your eyes float like balloons through the giant storm. I cradle your blanket. I cry on the carpet like a child, all in privacy, between rooms & walls. All for the farewell too real to speak. The world will not compensate, will not hold the hope to get out of…

“A Nut Job” | by Mare Leonard

Is he the warm chestnut bought from a vendor under the EiffelTower, the sweet meat, tasting like long lasting truth?   Is he a walnut cracked open by the matriarch at the Christmas table to be passed around to  kids so they could nibble a bit of honesty?   Is he an almond grown in…

Save my Soul (Episode 8) | by Oyelude Yetunde

​It was a Monday morning, and Kamil was about stepping out of the house with his younger sister, headed to school. “Ayomide!” Kamil’s dad suddenly called out from his room with a raspy voice. Kamil frowned, wondering what his father wanted with his sister. “Daddy is calling me, brother Kamil. Let me go and answer…