{"id":2249,"date":"2017-11-07T13:03:24","date_gmt":"2017-11-07T13:03:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/?p=2249"},"modified":"2017-11-07T13:03:24","modified_gmt":"2017-11-07T13:03:24","slug":"special-contribution-ii-issue-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/special-contribution-ii-issue-8\/","title":{"rendered":"SPECIAL CONTRIBUTION II (ISSUE 8)"},"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\" style=\"display:block;\" data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-5983616716487778\" data-ad-slot=\"\" ><\/ins>');\r\n(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\r\n}if ( quads_screen_width >= 1024  && quads_screen_width < 1140 ) {\r\n\/* tablet landscape *\/\r\ndocument.write('<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\" style=\"display:block;\" data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-5983616716487778\" data-ad-slot=\"\" ><\/ins>');\r\n(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\r\n}if ( quads_screen_width >= 768  && quads_screen_width < 1024 ) {\r\n\/* tablet portrait *\/\r\ndocument.write('<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\" style=\"display:block;\" data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-5983616716487778\" data-ad-slot=\"\" ><\/ins>');\r\n(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\r\n}if ( quads_screen_width < 768 ) {\r\n\/* phone *\/\r\ndocument.write('<ins class=\"adsbygoogle\" style=\"display:block;\" data-ad-client=\"ca-pub-5983616716487778\" data-ad-slot=\"\" ><\/ins>');\r\n(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});\r\n}<\/script>\n\n <!-- end WP QUADS --> \n\n\n<\/div>\n<p><strong>SPECIAL CONTRIBUTION II (ISSUE 8)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>WHEN SISTER MAR\u2019YAM WORKS OUT | Chisom Okafor<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>the world becomes a field<\/p>\n<p>where her pelvis is a bow<\/p>\n<p>and her legs draw whirlwind-circles<\/p>\n<p>on fists of clouds, overhead.<\/p>\n<p>I point out how badly her track\u00adsuit needs stitching<\/p>\n<p>she smiles, pretends not to hear<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>like when she prays<\/p>\n<p>and her words come differently, the way<\/p>\n<p>they come to the mind of a hungry child\u2013<\/p>\n<p>whispering to her beads at sunrise<\/p>\n<p>then counting off,<\/p>\n<p>on her fingers, reciting from her \u2018Resolutions List\u2019.<\/p>\n<p><em>Insha Allah&#8230;.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p>She refuses to face Mecca<\/p>\n<p>her cheating lover is there, at <em>Jamarat<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p>instead, she says, mould your faith into a mackerel,<\/p>\n<p>let it set sail, deep into little waters,<\/p>\n<p>re-make faith from minuscule details<\/p>\n<p>in that way,<\/p>\n<p>what remains of your heart is sent up like scaffolding<\/p>\n<p>log after log, slowly-<\/p>\n<p>mating snails never hasten.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>He thinks you\u2019re a tumour, you send painful<\/p>\n<p>spasms down his testicles,<\/p>\n<p>he calls you cancer, painful from over-growth, but<\/p>\n<p>you build your faith from him, from those.<\/p>\n<p>A groan. A sigh. A twitch of eyelids.<\/p>\n<p>A wave of the hand.<\/p>\n<p>Make music with the strings on his tongue.<\/p>\n<p>When they cluck at you, recite from Beethoven<\/p>\n<p>or Bach when you have too much black.<\/p>\n<p>You are a sunflower bursting buds in spring.<\/p>\n<p>Your agency \u2013<\/p>\n<p>behind those eyes \u2013<\/p>\n<p>are wellsprings, well-hidden from sight.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Chisom-Okafor.png\"><img data-attachment-id=\"1259\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/blazing-hot\/chisom-okafor\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Chisom-Okafor.png?fit=598%2C526&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"598,526\" 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=\"Chisom Okafor\" data-image-description=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Chisom-Okafor.png?fit=300%2C264&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Chisom-Okafor.png?fit=598%2C526&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-1259 size-thumbnail\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Chisom-Okafor-150x150.png?resize=150%2C150\" alt=\"Chisom Okafor\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Chisom-Okafor.png?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Chisom-Okafor.png?resize=350%2C350&amp;ssl=1 350w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Chisom-Okafor.png?zoom=2&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Chisom-Okafor.png?zoom=3&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 450w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 150px) 100vw, 150px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><strong>Chisom Okafor<\/strong> studied Nutrition and Dietetics at the University of Nigeria, Nsukka. His poem\u00a0came third in the 2016 edition of Nigerian Students Poetry Prize. He is presently the Lead Rep. for PIN Yaba Connect Centre.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>***<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>LESSON FROM TERMITE | Benjamin Elemide<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Maybe we learn calculus from termites,<br \/>\nhow they solve mountains of problems,<br \/>\nhow woods are differentiated into dusts,<br \/>\nand how dusts integrate into huge edifices.<br \/>\nMaybe we learn wisdom to build<br \/>\ngreat things from dusty imaginations,<br \/>\nunlearn to be slug, and term our might as weapon.<br \/>\nMaybe we consider their ways<br \/>\nto reconsider paths to bloom and blossom;<br \/>\nhow workers need no overseer<br \/>\nto keep their mandibles in work;<br \/>\nhow they are blind to colours and flaws,<br \/>\nand how they build dreams together into reality;<br \/>\nwe would learn wisdom for seasons,<br \/>\nhow to release folded hands to gather<br \/>\nsums for summer, and wheat for winter;<br \/>\nhow to break future into moments of now.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span class=\"il\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/FB_IMG_1510057910923-1.jpg\"><img data-attachment-id=\"2337\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/special-contribution-ii-issue-8\/fb_img_1510057910923-2\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/FB_IMG_1510057910923-1.jpg?fit=640%2C480&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"640,480\" 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=\"Elemide Benjamin\" data-image-description=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/FB_IMG_1510057910923-1.jpg?fit=300%2C225&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/FB_IMG_1510057910923-1.jpg?fit=640%2C480&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-2337 size-thumbnail\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/FB_IMG_1510057910923-1-150x150.jpg?resize=150%2C150\" alt=\"Elemide Benjamin\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/FB_IMG_1510057910923-1.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/FB_IMG_1510057910923-1.jpg?resize=350%2C350&amp;ssl=1 350w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/FB_IMG_1510057910923-1.jpg?zoom=2&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/FB_IMG_1510057910923-1.jpg?zoom=3&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 450w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 150px) 100vw, 150px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a>Elemide<\/span> <span class=\"il\">Benjamin<\/span> <\/strong>is a poet, short story writer, and moderator of events. His works have been published in various anthologies and magazines. He believes happenings in the society should readily inspire any writer.<\/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>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>***<\/p>\n<p><strong>The Abstract about Death | OsyMizpah Unuevho<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>absence describes you folding up from the cards upon the table.<\/p>\n<p>drink more alcohol.<\/p>\n<p>worries are a road swept with sweet flowers.<\/p>\n<p>you drop a three card.<\/p>\n<p>she gives an ace. i go all in. and i drink more water.<\/p>\n<p>somebody is in a part of heaven where<\/p>\n<p>sex is free. another in a foil of sharwama<\/p>\n<p>goodness. another runs into the<\/p>\n<p>absence of tomorrow.<\/p>\n<p>he dies like a stray feather<\/p>\n<p>falling from a bird. in a circle<\/p>\n<p>of friends. and everybody above doesn&#8217;t know. care.<\/p>\n<p>until we are participants in<\/p>\n<p>dancing for him.<\/p>\n<p>then we think of yesterday. and how we would die and others would<\/p>\n<p>be drinking. eating.<\/p>\n<p>and having sex with our death.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>this is the abstract about death.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span class=\"il\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/squarequick_2016101815011405-2.jpg\"><img data-attachment-id=\"2334\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/special-contribution-ii-issue-8\/squarequick_2016101815011405-2\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/squarequick_2016101815011405-2.jpg?fit=528%2C960&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"528,960\" 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=\"squarequick_2016101815011405-2\" data-image-description=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/squarequick_2016101815011405-2.jpg?fit=165%2C300&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/squarequick_2016101815011405-2.jpg?fit=528%2C960&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-image-2334 size-thumbnail alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/squarequick_2016101815011405-2-150x150.jpg?resize=150%2C150\" alt=\"squarequick_2016101815011405-2\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/squarequick_2016101815011405-2.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/squarequick_2016101815011405-2.jpg?resize=350%2C350&amp;ssl=1 350w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/squarequick_2016101815011405-2.jpg?zoom=2&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/squarequick_2016101815011405-2.jpg?zoom=3&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 450w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 150px) 100vw, 150px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a>OsyMizpah<\/span> <span class=\"il\">Unuevho<\/span> <\/strong>(born March 1997) is a lover of abstract and impressionistic paintings, Scottish bagpipe music, free thoughts and a student of Geology at the Federal University of Technology, Minna Nigeria. He loves God and the third person: his female mind. He is currently working on his debut poetry collection.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>***<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>WOULD YOU NOT DANCE TO THE STORM? | Adeyomola Ismail Kareem<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>My face may be a cage made of wood,<br \/>\nYet I do not run from the Inferno of fate<\/p>\n<p>Do not walk at my pace<br \/>\nIf you shiver in the rain,<br \/>\nDo not even dare if you are from a clan of salt.<\/p>\n<p>Do not sit children by your feet<br \/>\nNo, do not show them the scars on your butt,<br \/>\nNo warrior gets hit by an arrow in his home.<\/p>\n<p>A poet&#8217;s heart weeps into the sailing wind,<br \/>\nAnd maybe God&#8217;s own song is the storm.<\/p>\n<p>You might choose not to listen to the sailing wind,<br \/>\nBut would you turn down a turn to dance to the storm?<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Ismail.jpg\"><img data-attachment-id=\"2335\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/special-contribution-ii-issue-8\/ismail-2\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Ismail.jpg?fit=480%2C485&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"480,485\" 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=\"Ismail\" data-image-description=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Ismail.jpg?fit=297%2C300&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Ismail.jpg?fit=480%2C485&amp;ssl=1\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-2335 size-thumbnail\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Ismail-150x150.jpg?resize=150%2C150\" alt=\"Ismail\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Ismail.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Ismail.jpg?resize=350%2C350&amp;ssl=1 350w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Ismail.jpg?zoom=2&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Ismail.jpg?zoom=3&amp;resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 450w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 150px) 100vw, 150px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/a><strong>Adeyomola Ismail Kazeem<\/strong> is an indigene of Osun state, born in Ogun state but has lived in Lagos for most of his life. An alumnus of the University of Ibadan and a pharmacist, he has always fancied subtlety of poetry like the beats in songs.\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>SPECIAL CONTRIBUTION II (ISSUE 8) WHEN SISTER MAR\u2019YAM WORKS OUT | Chisom Okafor the world becomes a field where her pelvis is a bow and&hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":2334,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[36],"tags":[503,505,196,504,114,103],"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2306,"url":"https:\/\/www.poetsinnigeria.org.ng\/index.php\/pinquarterlyjournal\/","url_meta":{"origin":2249,"position":0},"title":"PIN QUARTERLY JOURNAL (ISSUE 8)","date":"November 7, 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"PIN QUARTERLY JOURNAL (ISSUE 8): EDITOR\u2019S NOTE Strokes & Scars \u00a0 When your skin becomes a pamphlet of scars drawn by strokes of unsavoury experiences, give a pen to your scars and let them draw countless savoury lines, assuaging your pain, grief and disillusionment. 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