In Pursuit of Wonder by Adesiyan Oluwapelumi
The murky days when feet sticky with duty
Dig deep into the saucer-shaped moon river,
Her already creased craters are rippled towards
An infolding…
Welcome to the travel theatre/ where transition is key. — Dami Ajayi, 'On Airports I'
The murky days when feet sticky with duty
Dig deep into the saucer-shaped moon river,
Her already creased craters are rippled towards
An infolding…
Nostalgia (when we passed through Etche) Through the frigid terrain our car sliced Each palm, once a stranger now beckons and sways A wayfarer’s weary feet, trumpet the long-awaited return My gaze, fixed on the window, captures fleeting snapshots. Home, too, yearns for the nomad’s triumphant homecoming As streets whisper tales of an embrace long overdue Here, I declare it, this is home, and I am its herald What rivals…
Continue readingIn The Middle of Third Mainland Bridge The danfo is a hub of abnormalities. This one is being towed by another. In this mobile mini-market, we jostle for space, throw jabs of tonguein search of quiet. The day has taken its tollbut I must endure this torture. A bug crawls on the shawl across a woman’s shoulder – a man by the windowsquashes another. There is an uproar!We fling the bus driver under vocal…
Continue readingI: Lagos to America For this summer, my family opted to observe our annual vacation in the United States of America, having ignored that country for almost four years. My dad said now was just the best time to catch up with extended family and friends after COVID-19. So, on 27th July 2023, we made our way to the international wing of Murtala Muhammed International Airport, Ikeja. The check-in process…
Continue readingLooking Back(for Oyorokoto) I turn to search your footsteps from acres of solitude away,to listen to the song of your tide singing home the fishers.but you are gone from me, the way ocean of becoming,its tributaries always beckoning flotsam of dreams,constantly wash young pebbles off your brine shore. I, whom survival weaned from your breast, am underfed.I sleep and wake in Obio-Akpor, in Ikwerre, still starved of language in my State,the…
Continue readingOn Sunday, November 20th 2022, as I sat by the window seat of our car en route to São Tomé, I whispered to myself, ‘Finally, I’m going on an adventure I’m stoked for.’ São Tomé has always remained a wonder to me, especially because, as I like to believe, people hardly go there, and this was my chance to unravel the mystery myself. A significant factor in choosing São Tomé…
Continue readingThe Fishwife The fishwife in her wooden market stallTucks in a franc into her black brassiere,Smiles as she hands over the fish. She is tallHer teeth glisten whiter than the sassier Neighbour’s, whiter than any woman’s, so whiteI wondered if God knew she’d make itInto a magnet for custom and light.I did not ask her name, I wouldn’t pit My halting French against her effortless riverOf Bambara and market French….
Continue readingWhere words have failed me, photography has given broad expression, giving form to theimages I see in my head, making the intangible real that I may share with the world. By invitingviewers to see the world through my eyes, I aim to foster a deeper connection between theobserver and the subjects that inhabit my frames, calling them to see the stories I capture andencouraging them to discover new ones. By…
Continue readingAN AFRICAN ABROAD by Ọlábísí Àjàlá (Author), Kọ́lá Túbọ̀sún (Preface), Tom Mboya (Introduction), Joane Ajala (Foreword), Masobe Books and Olongo Africa, 2022 [Originally published by Jarrolds:1963] LONDON TO LAGOS: THE JOURNEY OF A LION HEART by David Kunle Adeyanju (Kindle Edition), 2022 Nigerian travellers have long been going places and crafting their travel stories, with no signs of slowing down. Recently relaunched is Moshood Ọlábísí Àjàlá’s travel memoir classic An…
Continue readingThere are two categories of frustrating people: the disobedient ones who will hear but will never take heed, and the ones who do not understand. For the hundredth time, my mother shouted from the kitchen, asking if I had packed everything I would need, and I replied in the affirmative. I remember her saying that it would be better to put my stationery in my handbag, as I would need…
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