By Adesiyan Oluwapelumi
In the synagogue of language,
wordsmiths congregate to
fellowship in the communion
of imagery-possessed souls,
their lips enunciating the semantics
of grammar & their tongues
babbling the glossolalia of consonance.
Every word a testament to this literal
divinity. The Bible of their craft- a string
of syntax & edicts, yet they sin- feigning
a sovereign immunity by the plaque of their
poetic licenses. Like angels bequeathed
with seraph's wings, they ferry into
the sky– chorusing the ballads of
Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass. & in the
heavenly palace of muse, they assemble,
singing the rhythmic canticles of dolce
poetics to their god of seismic metaphors.
In the synergy of voices, they say :
Behold, let us make poems in our
image that they may reflect on us
the things we cannot conceal.
Adesiyan Oluwapelumi, TPC XI, is a young genre-bending creative who writes from Oyo State, Nigeria. He writes to explore themes of identity, religion, and selfhood. Some of his works are published/forthcoming in Poetry Wales, Visual Verse, Kissing Dynamite, IceFloe Press, Unstamatic, Afristories, Opinion Nigeria, Eunoia Review, Fiery Scribe Review, Salamander Ink, African Writer Magazine, Brittle Paper, Lumiere Review, Asterlit & CultureCult Press among many other publications and anthologies.
He is the winner of the 2022 Cheshire White Ribbon Day Creative Competition and was also shortlisted in the Brigitte Poirson Poetry Contest 2022. He is also an Honourable Mention recipient in the Coexist Lit International Metamorphosis Writing Contest & the Winter Starlit Award 2022. He reads poetry for The Kitchen Table Quarterly. Apart from being a strong addict to tomatoes, he is a big fan of vampiric movies.