SENTINEL POETRY (ONLINE) #15     FEBRUARY 2004

KODI AZUONYE


ENTREATY

O love, give me one more chance
to mend my broken faith
for only your tonic salve
can heal our shattered play.

Compunctions rankle in my breast
for smouldering her virgin love
which like cool April showers
blessed my passion-parched earth.

A dream bird, her wan, distant eyes
staring aghast at me
make my heart melancholy;
where are their lucent stars?

Would to heaven this rare treasure,
this pure maid, chastely preserved -
hid for a moment in my chest,
is not forever buried.

I cannot clasp another shape
in the comfort of my arms
with this pain burning in my heart
for blowing out your blooming flame.

A grim guard at the gate of love, I pray,
grant me the favour of her hand again
and if I take even one betraying breath
then bare your fangs' hostile forces!

You cannot thrust her from my bosom,
for you, O love, have lit a flame in my heart
that neither god nor man can quench.

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Editorial Note

The Sentinel Valentine
Month Special

Poems

LOLA SHONEYIN
(Guest)
Like A Split Reed At Waterfront
Music-making
Trysexual
You Shall Love Again

JOSEF LESSER
Fragments Of a Letter Washed Ashore

EYITEMI EGWUENU
Chronicles III

NGOZI OBASI AWA
The Bee Hums Again

BARBARA REIHER-MEYERS
Valentine's Day At
The Laundromat

KODI AZUONYE
Entreaty

DURLABH SINGH
Sleep

DIKE OKORO
Cape Town

NGOZI UNIGWE
Beauty Is You

TOLULOPE OGUNLESI
Lorenzo and Maria

NNAMDI NDU
Substance Of My Dream
Whom Shall I Tell?
Remembering Old Times

Interview
NNOROM AZUONYE
My E-Conversation with
LOLA SHONEYIN

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