Having taken cognizance of the need to give room for widespread inclusion of creative works in our annual publication, Association of Faculty of Arts Students, University of Ibadan is delighted to announce the call for submissions for the maiden edition of AFAS Review. This deviation from the norm – a turn-away from the Image Magazine – is geared towards creating a viable platform for the integration of works by writers/artists within and outside the university community.
The following categories are open to submissions:
Prose – essays, short stories and flash fictions not exceeding 2,000 words.
Poetry – a maximum of 3 poems per submission.
Drama – a brief satire not exceeding 2,500 words.
Artworks/photographs – visuals (in high resolution) portraying nature and traditional values.
There are no fixed themes. However, entrants should endeavor to explore relevant subject-matter.
Submissions are open to writers/artists from all parts of the world.
All submissions must be original, intellectual property of the entrants.
Submissions should be accompanied with a biography (not more than 100 words) and contact details of the entrant.
All entrants must be submitted via email to afasreview@gmai l.com with the subject – AFAS REVIEW.
Submission Deadline: 8th September, 2016
Selected entrants will receive a copy of the publication.
Kolade Olanrewaju Freedom
For: AFAS Review Committee
Director of information, AFAS.
Ogechi Veronica Ukwu is a young lady who hails from Arochukwu in Abia State, Nigeria. She is so obsessed with the love of poetry. A poem writer who believes she is the change the world needs. Her hobbies are singing, writing poems, articles and reading novels and motivational books. She is a writer and Vice President at Chrysolite Writerz, Nigeria (chrysolitewriterz.wordpress.com)
Facebook User I.D: http://www.facebook.com/ogebest04
Mobile number: 08062722748.
She came the 3rd in the CBPC-001 with her 4th place winning poem ‘Beyond the Invisible.’ 2nd in CBPC 003 and finally won the award of the Chrysolite Writer of the Year 2016 with the following Master-Piece taking a edge above Oki Kehinde Julius:
The rain of heaviness
Sown together like stitches
The seams of anxiety
Hoots of crickets
Night crawls in steathily
The golden lamp of heaven is on exile
Bountiful baskets of misery is here again
Stealing from this eyelids kisses
The gold in my safe locket is gone
Walls and stalls
Echoes and renaissance of turmoils
I beseech thee still
Seduce this night
My eyes to dance to the rhythm of your pleasurable caresses
Cage my weakness with thy strength
Lay me still
Like a captured lover
From horrors of darkness
Kisses of sorrow and pain
Traded in barter,a rest ruby from my fragile soul
Now and then, I roll
To and fro
The four cardinals revolve through my brain
These tyres are worn out
Yet no retirement
Now i join the gate keepers
And watch as the night chameleons into day
I sit not as a guard in the gates
But on the bed of thistles and thorns
To recount my tale of woe till daybreak
Sleep has resigned from my tent
Into tens of turbulent rivers of troubles
Sleep is a prisoner rotating this visual walls
The tickling of clocks
The day is here, in bundle i pick my baggage to fetch our butter.
Chrysolite Writerz Nigeria calls for wordy lines to celebrate Oki Kehinde Julius Birthday…
Theme: This Day
Length: 50 Lines Maximum
Open: 12th August, 2016
Close: 25th August, 2016
Entrants Are To Send One Poem To firstname.lastname@example.org With The Subject As ‘Okilux’…
Prize: Airtime Voucher
Sponsor: Oki Kehinde Julius
Samuel Amazing Ayoade BlazingPen
Chrysolite Writerz, Nigeria
I saw God on the holy pulpit,
Preaching sermon with the epistles of quran and “opon ifa”.
I saw him placating kolanut in the sacred shrines of the deities,
Putting on white collared cassock with a seraphic loin.
I saw God on the junction of esu — the master of cross roads,
Lightning candles, on the candle stand that metaphored seven heavens.
I saw ogun with sango, chanting above the everest mountain of their voices,
Holy! holy! holy! to the king of host.
I saw God sitting inside the holy of holies,
Dieting on the calabash sacrifice of: pap, egg and oil.
I saw him breaking the full moon fast of ramadan,
With the last supper’s bread and wine of holy communion.
I saw God acting the character of Allah,
On the theatre stage of the quran.
I heard him calling Jesus his only son —prophet Isa
And her virgin mother —Mariam.
I saw Abraham giving Ibrahim the sacred knife of “ileya”,
To chop off Yaqub’s neck for sacrifice.
I saw Joseph dreaming the mare name of Yusuf
And Musa stammering like the stammer Moses.
God who gave birth to his son at nazareth,
Also procreated Muhammad on the maternity bed of mecca.
At Ile-ife, he threw down Oduduwa and Orunmila,
Bearing the name of: God, Allah and Olodumare.
Tell all religious’ fanatics,
To lay their body voluntarily, on the patient bed of the psychiatric;
For all fanatics —are lunatics!
One God! one idol! we worship,
Only our shrine of worship, gave us a tribal mark of difference.
– Oki Kehinde Julius (Winner, CBPC 004, July 2016)
Is there not but one God
Who in his brightest light created the world?
Is there not but one man
Who in dark light, darkly ran?
Art thou a shaolin monk,
Whose bare-head is good for the knock?
Art thou a sound sheik
Who seek for the crescent to check?
Art thou a rugged Rastafarian
Who pays obeisance more than an Ethiopian?
Art thou a healthy Herbalist,
Who hates to be treated as the least?
We may claim ‘the best servant’
Because we feel we ain’t the last.
We may claim we are the master,
Who can turn God’s ear faster.
Whether we are or may,
We all deserve to see the day,
Whether the shaolin is the monk,
We all have a head that can be knocked.
Like the stars in the sky,
Like the sands in the ocean,
All men are covered by the sky,
And none is born slave in a chain.
So, let the moon kiss the cross,
And left to be judged by the BOSS.
– Ebi Robert (2nd Place Winner, CBPC 004, July 2016)
1. Winner – Oki Kehinde Julius – We Worship One God – 94.3%
2. 2nd Place – Ebi Robert – One Man, One God – 93.3%
3. 3rd Place – Caleb Asset – On This Mountain – 85.8%
4. Okesola Toyin Mary – We Have A God – 82.5%
5. Akwu Sunday Victor – Seeds Of Love – 81.7%
6. Lekan Malik – God I Need An Answer – 78.3%
Samuel Amazing Ayoade BlazingPen
President, Chrysolite Writerz, Nigeria.
When bloody whip of hate flies
From the mighty hands of religion,
To tear this love apart
-To the mountain
We shall go.
I will call you brother
With nothing to bother.
We shall speak one language
Without chains of religion’s bondage.
On this mountain,
The jew will pray in their convent
While the monk quotes his koran.
When the imans sing to their hynms,
The nun will dance beautifully in her hijab.
On this mountain,
Will shall drink not The leak-wars of hate.
Each man shall chew a peace of kolanut.
we shall forge;
Sword to ploughsheares
Speares to prunningsheares.
On this mountain,
I will not look for your gods.
We shall surely seek the one spreading a banquet,
On whose lip, the fruit of love lay.
His tent will weave our heart in one.
– Caleb Asset (3rd Place Winning Entry, CBPC 004, July 2016)