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SENTINEL POETRY #26 Online Magazine Monthly, January 2005 |
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NNOROM
AZUONYE Drink With
My Friend (To Benedict Iheanacho) I've
got e-mail from the jaws of anaconda, you pick-typed it in poor
light I imagine, on a laptop in an American
tent in Iraq. By silence on the destruction
of Fallujah, you avoid my `politics of
utopia'. Let's
write peace, not bullets, not shells. You
should be in Dallas with your wife, son, and horses, if you've
learnt to ride. And
I crave a liquid dinner with you, one of those student days
kind of binging. Restore our historical
disagreements over beer, on how things are, how things
ought to be. We
must drink again someday, by the graces of Bush and God. We must
drink again. To life! Nnorom Azuonye is the author
of Letter To God & Other Poems (2003). |