Everyone thought it was the end of the world but it wasn’t,
For it came like a thief at night, taking both the holy and unholy.
NOKIA’S DARK MODE; UPDATED VERSION (a poem by Bayowa Ayomide)
We that stayed indoor painted figments of fear over our doorsteps,
We that went outside wore spacesuits on earth,
BELLS OF DESTITUTION (a poem by Mozeedat Kehinde Abdulrasak)
Once more, in our sandals of hope
Our weary feet will stand firm and tall
Again, the trees and wind will sing,
Nothing but ecstasy in lyrics of joy
ELEGY FOR A KILLER-VIRUS LOCKING THE WORLD DOWN (a poem by Emmanuel Ojeikhodion)
Somewhere around, a sneeze only wreaked out from a
man’s throat & everyone faded away like smoke.
CONVERSATION WITH MY GRANDMOTHER & DEATH SENTENCE (two poems by Blessing Omeiza Ojo)
We remain in our homes,
like prisoners in their cells,
because there’s no promise
of aseptic air,
no promise of safe strolls,
POETRY IN TIMES OF CORONA: THE DARKROOM (a poem by Olajuwon Joseph Olumide)
death figures drown the eyes. conjectures:
a new cold war of superpowers or theory of conspiracy?
THE MINISCULE ACT OF A LOCKDOWN (a poem by Olajuwon Joseph Olumide)
In between the leaves recuperating on the boughs, serrating the pure backdrop of the firmaments, the gossiping birds hop from one twig to another flailing at the deaf world that won’t oblige
THESE SPECKS OF DUST (a poem by Michael Emmanuel)
hope tucked in the distanced engagements / the
anniversaries / the successful fundraisings
/ the crowd of courses / the dullness of indoors
/ the cracking of dawn / the dimming of dusk
SENIOR MAN (a poem by Oppong Clifford Benjamin)
We’re busy fondling the breast of our phones
depositing our minds in the abstract
while avoiding reality’s stony face
PUBLIC TEARS (a poem by Osho Tunde)
They drove past me and my brother—
The x and y in an equation
Past our cry for survival
Our hands resting on our waists