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POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
Adedayo Agarau is a student and poet hoping to make the world a little better with his words and photography. He has works up at Barren Magazine, Geometry and 8poems. He is the author of For Boys Who Went. His manuscript Asylum Chapel, is coming to light for publication and looking for a good home. Please connect with him on twitter and on Instagram, where he documents the beauty and pain of his Nigerian city home.
Poets Resist
Edited by Sarah Clark
December 10, 2018
Edited by Sarah Clark
December 10, 2018
they called us dead
loss is when a man is survived only by name
[no one to safe-keep the existence of a god torn apart by grenades]
& crescendos rising inside a splash of red cells on a tree bullets
fitting the body like a man & his grief like the shadow of a tree
like cascades eating the tip of a leaf do not call us dead
call us soldiers call us the men whose wives will wear the door
to wait call us children of memories beach boys surfing
wild waves call us wolfs call us children named after memories
do not call us dead call
us the epiphany of silence:
in a country where boys wear nights like cloaks
where mothers turn east of these places casting their bodies against the sea
where we are prayer points
bullets point-blank, the chest of a tree
do not call us survivors in a house ridden by bullet holes call us victims
in the land of the free where everything is to be fought for
a three-year-old girl takes a bullet for her mum call her brave
do not call us victims call us ghosts
livid, angry sunset in the face of a god call us red moon
people touched in the way religion fucks its people
they called us dead this country they called us dead
call us flames a chimney forever blessed with smokes
Poets Resist is published by Glass Poetry Press.
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All contents © the author.
