Treasure Island

Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

(16 January 1968 / Umuahia, Nigeria)

Anuruedoahu


Anuruedoahu

In Biafra, when we drank from the tilting
cusps of dank leaves and washed with the spittle
of cassava,
the sun scorched like hell.

Anuruedoahu*, the oasis of war, like worldly
cowrie, stagnant yet devoid of rural fetid,
calmed our nerves and built in the altar of
our souls, hopes of answered prayers.



*A mysterious stream in the poet’s village.

Submitted: Friday, January 24, 2014
Edited: Friday, January 24, 2014
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