Your poem nails home horseshoes
wears hat, mounts steed
does not look back.
And longing strives but cannot cross
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Rain does not evade the path of the runnel
Frogs do not decline the call of the stream
The sponge will not refuse the voice of the river
Salt will ever heed the glad eyes of the sea.
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Tade Ipadeola was born in 1970. He has published two volumes of poetry – A Time of Signs (2000), and The Rain Fardel (2005). He has also published short stories and essays. In 2009, he won the Delphic Laurel in poetry with his poem ‘Songbird’ in Jeju, South Korea. He is currently working on his third volume of poetry, provisionally titled The Sahara Testaments – a sequence of 1000 quatrains on the Sahara. Tade lives in Ibadan where he practices law.)
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Your poem nails home horseshoes
wears hat, mounts steed
does not look back.
And longing strives but cannot cross
the field. Like Zeno's arrow.
From now on, the miles
are marked with milestones
of sapphire and a bush
of flowers each
a different fragrance, each a note
from your music that wore a hat
and spurred my wistfulness
Into the terraced night.