{"id":1994,"date":"2017-07-02T20:58:03","date_gmt":"2017-07-02T20:58:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/?p=1994"},"modified":"2017-07-02T21:03:51","modified_gmt":"2017-07-02T21:03:51","slug":"erotic-zone-issue-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/erotic-zone-issue-7\/","title":{"rendered":"EROTIC ZONE (ISSUE 7)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<!-- WP QUADS Content Ad Plugin v. 1.7.8 -->\n<div class=\"quads-location quads-ad1\" id=\"quads-ad1\" style=\"float:none;margin:0px;\">\n\n <!-- WP QUADS - Quick AdSense Reloaded v.1.7.8 Content AdSense async --> \n\n<script async data-cfasync=\"false\" src=\"\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/js\/adsbygoogle.js\"><\/script><script type=\"text\/javascript\" data-cfasync=\"false\">\nvar quads_screen_width = document.body.clientWidth;\nif ( quads_screen_width >= 1140 ) {\r\n\/* desktop monitors *\/\r\ndocument.write('<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\" 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[]).push({});\r\n}<\/script>\n\n <!-- end WP QUADS --> \n\n\n<\/div>\n<p><strong>EROTIC ZONE (ISSUE 7)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>ROUTE TO HER HEART<br \/>\nby\u00a0Jonathan Otamere Endurance<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It should be a sermon of touches<\/p>\n<p>That begins from the filament<\/p>\n<p>Wrapping her dresses and underneath<\/p>\n<p>Into an army of shields.<\/p>\n<p>Let her throat be the groans of a bird stuck<\/p>\n<p>In between sweet nectars<\/p>\n<p>Like the way Sister Marian<\/p>\n<p>Twists herself into a squirt of millipede<\/p>\n<p>On his heaven and above.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>This is how to end:<\/p>\n<p>Father Dawson said every sermon<\/p>\n<p>Ends with a kiss of blessing;<\/p>\n<p>Bless her body into a sturdy storm<\/p>\n<p>Of orgasm, and electrocution.<\/p>\n<p>Let her thighs be a metaphor<\/p>\n<p>For runny rivulets and wet mountains.<\/p>\n<p>Do as father does:<\/p>\n<p>Weave yourself into a ribbon of her dress\u2014<\/p>\n<p>Burrow through again,<\/p>\n<p>Start from the nipple of burning desire<\/p>\n<p>No, not that way,<\/p>\n<p>Do as father does again:<\/p>\n<p>Just be a bird dying on her bushy root, stem, and all.<\/p>\n<p><strong><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/IMG_20170409_123301_755.jpg\"><img data-attachment-id=\"2031\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/spoken-waves-issue-7\/img_20170409_123301_755\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/IMG_20170409_123301_755.jpg?fit=723%2C779&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"723,779\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"IMG_20170409_123301_755\" data-image-description=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/IMG_20170409_123301_755.jpg?fit=278%2C300&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/IMG_20170409_123301_755.jpg?fit=723%2C779&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-2031 size-thumbnail\" src=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/IMG_20170409_123301_755-150x150.jpg?resize=150%2C150\" alt=\"IMG_20170409_123301_755\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/IMG_20170409_123301_755.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/IMG_20170409_123301_755.jpg?resize=350%2C350&amp;ssl=1 350w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/IMG_20170409_123301_755.jpg?zoom=2&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/IMG_20170409_123301_755.jpg?zoom=3&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 450w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 150px) 100vw, 150px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a>Jonathan Otamere Endurance<\/strong> is a young poet who loves expressing his feelings through writing. He is an avid reader of simple but effective writings. He is a student of English Language and Literature at the University of Benin, Benin City. He lives and writes from Ikpoba-Okha L.G.A. in Benin City.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>***<\/p>\n<p><strong>HOW THE NIGHT BECKONS TO US<br \/>\nby\u00a0Nureni Ibrahim<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0<\/strong>this night shall take us on a long journey:<\/p>\n<p>of moans and sweats, in my little room.<\/p>\n<p>and the night shall bring me your body,<\/p>\n<p>hunting for the paddle between my legs.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>let me turn-off the light so that I may see<\/p>\n<p>you in the warmth of my hallowed-bed.<\/p>\n<p>but, can your ocean quench my thirst?<\/p>\n<p>for my long paddle can make it waterless.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>shall my finger swift gently on your stomach;<\/p>\n<p>searching this night where shivering ceases?<\/p>\n<p>or my lips roam and roll around your neck?<\/p>\n<p>or my heart run a race inside your cherries?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>i shall ignite all warmth with rhythm this night<\/p>\n<p>and our bodies shall compose a natural music.<\/p>\n<p>i shall drink from your fruit-juice in loneliness<\/p>\n<p>and anoint your pore each from bottom to top.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>my thigh is a delicacy of honey &amp; sugars,<\/p>\n<p>come and suck it with your ecstatic tongue.<\/p>\n<p>suck all the sugars, honey and\u00a0<em>hehssh!<\/em>\u00a0Wait!<\/p>\n<p>let me glide the white-ink inside your soft-boat.<\/p>\n<p><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/AdobePhotoshopExpress_c61c3633eb4f494ca5c95477048d976a.jpg\"><img data-attachment-id=\"2075\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/erotic-zone-issue-7\/adobephotoshopexpress_c61c3633eb4f494ca5c95477048d976a\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/AdobePhotoshopExpress_c61c3633eb4f494ca5c95477048d976a.jpg?fit=254%2C297&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"254,297\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"AdobePhotoshopExpress_c61c3633eb4f494ca5c95477048d976a\" data-image-description=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/AdobePhotoshopExpress_c61c3633eb4f494ca5c95477048d976a.jpg?fit=254%2C297&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/AdobePhotoshopExpress_c61c3633eb4f494ca5c95477048d976a.jpg?fit=254%2C297&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-2075 size-thumbnail\" src=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/AdobePhotoshopExpress_c61c3633eb4f494ca5c95477048d976a-150x150.jpg?resize=150%2C150\" alt=\"AdobePhotoshopExpress_c61c3633eb4f494ca5c95477048d976a\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a>Nureni Ibrahim\u00a0<\/strong>is a young writer based in Lagos, Nigeria. He was among the joint winners of the 2016 Festival Poetry Calabar Prize.<\/p>\n<p>***<\/p>\n<p><strong>AN ARTIST&#8217;S TO-DO<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong> by\u00a0Agbaakin O. Jeremiah<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>let me take you to a place<\/p>\n<p>where gods don&#8217;t feel naked<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>i&#8217;ll peel away your skin<\/p>\n<p>in fire of smouldering lust<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>my phallus shall be painter&#8217;s brush<\/p>\n<p>as I lay it onto the red canvas<\/p>\n<p>stretched inside your red tunnel,<\/p>\n<p>sealed like a sacred scroll<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>for I must draw<\/p>\n<p>a graffiti of our dirty lust<\/p>\n<p>and exchange bodies<\/p>\n<p>in a vacuum of leftover oxides<\/p>\n<p>of carbon from gaping mouths<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>your lungs will long for air<\/p>\n<p>as we loosen our thirst;<\/p>\n<p>and my trouser snake strikes<\/p>\n<p>your trove<\/p>\n<p>with its fangless maw.<\/p>\n<!-- WP QUADS Content Ad Plugin v. 1.7.8 -->\n<div class=\"quads-location quads-ad2\" id=\"quads-ad2\" style=\"float:none;margin:0px;\">\n<script async src=\"\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/js\/adsbygoogle.js\"><\/script>\r\n<script>\r\n  (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({\r\n    google_ad_client: \"ca-pub-5983616716487778\",\r\n    enable_page_level_ads: true\r\n  });\r\n<\/script>\n<\/div>\n\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Screenshot_2016-09-21-17-07-59.png\"><img data-attachment-id=\"2043\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/spoken-waves-issue-7\/screenshot_2016-09-21-17-07-59\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Screenshot_2016-09-21-17-07-59.png?fit=539%2C539&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"539,539\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"Screenshot_2016-09-21-17-07-59\" data-image-description=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Screenshot_2016-09-21-17-07-59.png?fit=300%2C300&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Screenshot_2016-09-21-17-07-59.png?fit=539%2C539&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2043 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Screenshot_2016-09-21-17-07-59-300x300.png?resize=300%2C300\" alt=\"Screenshot_2016-09-21-17-07-59\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Screenshot_2016-09-21-17-07-59.png?resize=300%2C300&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Screenshot_2016-09-21-17-07-59.png?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Screenshot_2016-09-21-17-07-59.png?resize=350%2C350&amp;ssl=1 350w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Screenshot_2016-09-21-17-07-59.png?w=539&amp;ssl=1 539w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a>Agbaakin O. Jeremiah<\/strong>, a Nigerian poet and a campus editor, studies law in the University of Ibadan.<\/p>\n<p>A six-time finalist of 2016 Brigitte Poirson Poetry Contest and winner of Ogidigbo Poetry Contest, Agbaakin was on the shortlist of the 2017 Korea-Nigeria Poetry Prize and Dwarts Poetry Prize.<\/p>\n<p>His works are featured\/forthcoming on Poetry Pacific, Silver Pen, Antarctica Journal, Tuck Magazine, Irawo Anthology, The Niyi Osundare @70 Anthology, Prachya Review, Sentinel Literary Quarterly, BPPC Anthology, Kalahari Review, The Wagon Magazine, Praxis Magazine, African Writer, Sub Saharan Magazine, Wildsound Review, Authorpedia, Pulse Nigeria and elsewhere.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>omalicha<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>by Samuel Nwokpoku Chukwudi<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>entangled in cupid\u2019s symphonic beats,<\/p>\n<p>i am willing to spend<\/p>\n<p>the rest of my life<\/p>\n<p>in the paradise in between your thighs\u2014<\/p>\n<p>a heaven for a sinner\u2026<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>kiss me, omalicha<\/p>\n<p>lip-deep,<\/p>\n<p>tongue-deep,<\/p>\n<p>soul-deep\u2026<\/p>\n<p>then with your soft fingers,<\/p>\n<p>rouse my whole being\u2026<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>omalicha, launch yourself on me\u2014<\/p>\n<p>fondle me gently, gently\u2026then roughly.<\/p>\n<p>pulsate my heart\u2019s pulse<\/p>\n<p>and make me whine<\/p>\n<p>like a castrated bull.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>again and again, take me<\/p>\n<p>to the altar of your being<\/p>\n<p>and drain the cells in me<\/p>\n<p>until i echo the amen<\/p>\n<p>of your hallelujahs\u2026<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/photo-1.jpg\"><img data-attachment-id=\"1722\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/erotic-zone-issue-6\/photo-1\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/photo-1.jpg?fit=768%2C1014&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"768,1014\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"photo (1)\" data-image-description=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/photo-1.jpg?fit=227%2C300&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/photo-1.jpg?fit=768%2C1014&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-1722 size-thumbnail\" src=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/photo-1-150x150.jpg?resize=150%2C150\" alt=\"photo (1)\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/photo-1.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/photo-1.jpg?resize=350%2C350&amp;ssl=1 350w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/photo-1.jpg?zoom=2&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/photo-1.jpg?zoom=3&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 450w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 150px) 100vw, 150px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a><strong>Samuel\u00a0Nwokpoku\u00a0Chukwudi,<\/strong> a poet, short story writer and song writer, hails from Ikwo in Ebonyi State, Nigeria. He has performed some of his poems in some institutions and literary gatherings in Nigeria. He has a certificate in Education in English and Igbo Languages from Ebonyi State College of Education, Ikwo. He teaches English Language.<\/p>\n<p>***<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>UPON THE ELOQUENCE OF DARKNESS<br \/>\nby\u00a0Bakare Ibrahim Toyin<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>That moment\u2026<\/p>\n<p>Night sought solace<\/p>\n<p>From the eloquence of darkness<\/p>\n<p>I felt the steps of her fingers<\/p>\n<p>Revolving round my dick<\/p>\n<p>I held not my breath\u2026<\/p>\n<p>(Panting heavily\u2026)<\/p>\n<p>I grew aggressive and advanced towards her<\/p>\n<p>So soft and tender her juicy nipples<\/p>\n<p>Not satisfied,<\/p>\n<p>I grabbed her windy buttocks<\/p>\n<p>Push up and down\u2026<\/p>\n<p>Bit her ears; licked her zone\u2026<\/p>\n<p>And<\/p>\n<p>Paddled gently into the wide-narrow garden<\/p>\n<p>Between her laps<\/p>\n<p>That moment\u2026<\/p>\n<p>Upon the eloquence of darkness<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Bakare.jpg\"><img data-attachment-id=\"2074\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/erotic-zone-issue-7\/bakare\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Bakare.jpg?fit=480%2C480&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"480,480\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"Bakare\" data-image-description=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Bakare.jpg?fit=300%2C300&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Bakare.jpg?fit=480%2C480&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2074 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Bakare-300x300.jpg?resize=300%2C300\" alt=\"Bakare\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Bakare.jpg?resize=300%2C300&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Bakare.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Bakare.jpg?resize=350%2C350&amp;ssl=1 350w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/07\/Bakare.jpg?w=480&amp;ssl=1 480w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a>Bakare Ibrahim Toyin<\/strong> was born in Ilorin, Kwara State Nigeria. He is undergraduate student of Ibrahim Badamasi Babangida University where he is studying English.\n<!-- WP QUADS Content Ad Plugin v. 1.7.8 -->\n<div class=\"quads-location quads-ad3\" id=\"quads-ad3\" style=\"float:none;margin:0px;\">\n<script async src=\"\/\/pagead2.googlesyndication.com\/pagead\/js\/adsbygoogle.js\"><\/script>\r\n<script>\r\n  (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({\r\n    google_ad_client: \"ca-pub-5983616716487778\",\r\n    enable_page_level_ads: true\r\n  });\r\n<\/script>\n<\/div>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>EROTIC ZONE (ISSUE 7) ROUTE TO HER HEART by\u00a0Jonathan Otamere Endurance &nbsp; It should be a sermon of touches That begins from the filament Wrapping&hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":2031,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[22],"tags":[406,409,86,379,407,114,408],"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2079,"url":"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/pin-quarterly-journal-issue-7-editors-note\/","url_meta":{"origin":1994,"position":0},"title":"PIN QUARTERLY JOURNAL (ISSUE 7): EDITOR'S NOTE","date":"July 2, 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"PIN QUARTERLY JOURNAL (ISSUE 7) EDITOR\u2019S NOTE \u00a0 Creativity, like rainfall, could be cyclical; and at certain times, torrential. 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