Under the Tropical sun, strung
Rumbling like the sea on which she sits
A tornado ride in an amusement park
- exciting, enthralling, endangering.
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A JUNGLE UNDER A TROPICAL SUN / DOZING BUT NEVER ASLEEP - What a wonderful closing metaphor for the Lagos you so vividly evoked in the body of the poem. You transported me there and immersed me in the excitement, energy, madcap joy of a bustling market. Actually, the noise was so overwhelming, the crowd so dense. I almost wanted to take refuge in the mosque and sit peacefully in contemplation of a spiritual realm in which the body is calm because the spirit is aroused. It's a tribute to your poetic skills that the imagery gave me these opposite experiences and both were fully real and alive!
I've not been to Nija, but u talk about it as my Nija friends have told me the place is
An insightful, well articulated piece of poetry. The poem captured the hustle and bustle life in Lagos perfectly. A lovely penned work of art. Thanks for sharing.
An amazing man-made jungle, with all types of voices and noise. Can feel myself standing amidst all this hustle and bustle, hearing everything, seeing jumbles of crowds buying and wares being sold. Great poem! ! Love it's rhythm as well. Thank you for sharing it, Birgitta. RoseAnn
A synthetic jungle under the frying sun dozing but never asleep My Lagos.......................... crowd befuddles by own mirror as cry of joy seems to ruffle at square, beautiful write with imagery and metaphors, yet i like the last two lines which is self depicting
Tinubu Square! ! ! Yes, i lived in Lagos (Nigeria) years ago. Great work! Thanks for sharing.