I would like to know if we from Nigeria could actually participate in the 2009 world poetry competition and when the submission will close. Do let me know if you have any topic in particular you will want participant to write on and also if participation is free.

I shall ppreciate it if my request be granted.

Your’s sincerely,

Olusegun Olotu

the steams from the cup are going out the window
and they howl like wolves, waking up the neighbourhood.
some poets tremble from feelings, from cold or from their halo’s burden.
a falsified sun is hanging on a wall o darkness.
the emigrants are pushing the ships of dreams towards one of world’s holes.
printed with mountains and suns
in one of time’s imprints,
night’s extasy hurts me.
the world – crossing of thoughts –
it rises all from blood and it pours, daring the joy…

Complex of ideas

My hands smell like wood and, as I shout for a beginning, I pull myself out of me.
The laughter is shaking inside, it slips from head to foot and climbs…
I’m a young old man, for I have fed myself with old age…
That is why I have muscles so loquacious, so wise, so mild…
I always knew that love means whisper, smile, black and white…
So what that I wear with me this complex of ideas like marsupials wear their young?