Collins Aiterebhe

Biography: ...I recall the pernicious vent of inanity, an attorney of songs; a kiss of imaginative empathy that dwells occasionally in artistic isolation!

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Collins Aiterebhe
Thursday 17 February 2022

MY MOTHER THE IYELOGBE OF EDO

Tallest mahogany; unbending

Under the tact tutelage of parentage

Indomitable; a flint rover

Who walked the longest journey

Sweated giant strides

Every step is the echo

Of which I became the music

 

My mother is Iyelogbe

The brightest of ambers

Amazonian priestess

Of rolling gaiety of spruce

In her umbrellic ambience

I am a shielded gad

Feathered from the imploring eyes

Of the wild hawk

 

And when the mortals sound

Iyelogbe will march forward

Rigorously like a foot soldier

Standing my go-between

Like man of every instance

Defeats was her perils

Her head darken with blood

That I be the victor 

 

You will meet your glory in the skies

As I may never be able to pay

Words too are not enough

I crest you in the wind

The world has known you today!

 

           -poems of Collins Aiterebhe



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