A Night Where Poetry Became Public Memory IT was an evening where words did more than echo — they stirred memory, invoked conscience, and bridged the divide between the university and the wider community. In a landmark literary gathering in Awka, the English Department of Chukwuemeka Odumegwu Ojukwu University formally conferred the title of “The […]
POET and scholar Nwachukwu Egbunike will present his latest poetry collection, Incantations, on 14 February at the Alliance Française Library in Ikoyi, Lagos, marking the release of his third published volume. Issued by Noirledge Publishing, the collection reflects Egbunike’s continued engagement with spirituality, heritage and metaphysical reflection. Rooted in the African concept of incantation as […]
By JULIET EKANEM CHUKWUEMEKA Odumegwu Ojukwu University (COOU), Igbariam Campus, will host ‘Fire & Memory: Celebrating the Poetry of James Eze’ on 11 February 2026 at 3:00pm, at Mr. Smith Hotel, Awka. The event highlights the work of James Eze and his acclaimed poetry collection, Dispossessed, recognized for its exploration of memory, loss, and resilience. […]
A POEM BY WARSAN SHIRE no one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark you only run for the border when you see the whole city running as well your neighbors running faster than you breath bloody in their throats the boy you went to school with who kissed you dizzy behind […]
By Wislawa Szymborska, Nobel Laureate 1996 It could have happened. It had to happen. It happened earlier. Later. Nearer. Farther off. It happened, but not to you. . You were saved because you were the first. You were saved because you were the last. Alone. With others. On the right. The left. Because it was […]
The rustling carillon of incertitude Spills its sugar Like the warmest wind reverse Blows from Rome to Cairo Awakening the dormant Phantom limb Longing to run free Longing to be rid of silence And unacknowledgment Longing for the dread to cease Longing to at last raise its hand And for once Give an answer As […]
By TIMI NIPRE Father, forgive me, for I stand before you with a heart torn open. I was once your bride, clothed in white, my lips trembling with vows, my fingers clinging to rosary beads like a child clutching her father’s hand. I believed in your house. I believed the cross was a shelter. But […]