not it | an avant-garde poem | by Tola Adegbite Olla

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This ink is not my blood

and the

lines ——————

are not my veins; my





is not the gaps and space

this word is not my world

just the way it is

the way it is

this word


just a trace of my world

not my word

poetry will not mould my pottery

faces and phases of meaning

not it

colours and textures of thought

not it

just the wind,

not the rain

the noise,

not the thunder

just a trace of it

not it …

Tola Adegbite Olla is a graduate of Literature in English from Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile-Ife, Nigeria. She is a potter and a poet. She is Founder and Editor-in-Chief of Bravearts Africa.

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