Flickering Flickering Firefly Poem by David Olusegun Agbaje

Flickering Flickering Firefly



Flickering flickering firefly,
Like an aeroplane landing
In the charcoal night,
Like a motor-car turning
At a crossroads,
Your heat-free light flickers on.

Flickering flickering firefly,
What a wonder you are!
Is there a battery in your belly?
Cool you are in my hand,
And flickering yet is your heatless light.

Flickering flickering firefly,
Like diamonds on the cutter's table,
Your shimmers adorn the evening grass.
Please, clap with me to sing to Him
Who made you the way you are,
To baffle me; to humble me.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
One beautiful evening during my National Youth Service Corps programme in1979, I lay quietly on my bed in a village called Enugwuabor-Ufuma in Anambra State, Nigeria where I had been posted to teach. The room was dark and my windows were opened. Then, suddenly, three fireflies flew into my room. One landed on my bed. I was curious at its flickering light. I stood up and carefully picked it up. I held it in my hand for a while, marvelled at its nature, and the poem was born.
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David Olusegun Agbaje

David Olusegun Agbaje

Owo, Ondo State, Nigeria.
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