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Eyitemi Egwuenu
EYITEMI EGWUENU is the author of The Brimming Chalice, a collection of poetry. He trained as a Medical Doctor, has a PhD in cardiovascular neuroscience, and is a prolific writer. He is currently working on a second novel.
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Torque - Eyitemi Egwuenu
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Balboa Press rev. date: 01/27/2015
Contents
Introduction
Poems
May I Not Have Lived In Vain
I Walk With The Angels
The Look
My Bride Is Not Of This Place
At Twilight
Clasp The Roaming Wind
A Dream Sequence
Evening
Torpid Tunes Of Midnight
Silver Sphere
Dewdrops In My Dreams
The Whispering Sea
Fireplace
The Eloquence Of Silence
Hush
Stardust I
Stardust II
To A Fair Moon
Whispers
To A Candle Flame
Plea To The Rain
Ode To A Blunt Pen
Reflections By A River
Star Of Bethlehem
Another Tomorrow
Lord, You Know
Nature’s Song
The Sweet Adieu
Laughter
Nighttime In My Thoughts
Pride
Tapestry Of Roses
Dawn
Mother I
Pardon Me
Mother II
Love That Would Not Let Me Be
Lost! O Lost!
Secret Of The Cauldron [Age Of Innocence]
Secret Of The Cauldron [Down The Dark River]
Catacomb
Tetelestai
Love, It Was
Tell Me You Love Me
Nightingale In The Thicket
A Ring Of Grey Stones
Sons Of The Northwind
To A Pale Moon
Eclipse
A Bird’s Uncertain Flight
Away From Home
The Bird
The Wooden Flute
Waiting For You
Reflections Beside A River
Winds Against My Soul [Ikaladerhan’s Last Song]
Sweet Moonlit Sky [Queen Iden’s Last Song]
Threshold Of Twilight
Oh Misery
Shattered Dreams
When You are Gone
The Passionate Pilgrim
In The Shelter Of His Arms
Song In The Graveyard
Work
Dance Of The Eagles
The Seed
Shadows Across My Doorway
Bending Before The Wind
Atlantis
Nighttime
To The Harmattan Wind
Now And Forever
Tender Is The Night
Footprints
The Sea
Silence
The Call I
The Call II
The Call III
The Call IV
The Call V
The Call VI
The Call VII
The Call VIII
The Call IX
The Call X
Night In The City
The Passage
Serenade: A New Moon
Awakening
Reawkening
The Promise
Chrysalis
Twilight
Essays
A Thousand Splendid Things
The Bandwagon Effect
Confessions Of Lucifer – A Diary
Intellectual Complacency – The Zeigeist
Living In The Present
In Our Stars Or In Ourselves
I Am Not A Christian
Cacophony – An Admirable Fiction
Ancient Of Days
A Christian Play In Three Acts
A Parade Of Illusions
Glossary
For Abieyuwa Irobun Ruby
Ogiehor:
mother and friend
Introduction
A ll men are philosophers – whether they know it or not. It is inescapable. It is part of being human. While we live, we breathe, and while we breathe, we see the world through one or more lenses – lenses fashioned by our own experiences or the experiences of others. Shaped by the earliest perceptions of childhood, and onwards, the impressions we receive provide the coordinates by which we navigate this vast and ancient sea we call life. We may never pause in our ever-increasing hurry through the demands of daily life to deconstruct our thoughts, or stack them up in neat premises, axioms and categories. We may never lay out in any rigorous academic fashion the principles by which we chart our course through our mortal existence, but always, without fail, we instinctively make these calculations and compute the variables and the constants to plot our orbit. From childhood, as we interact with the world, we evolve a system of core beliefs; we may not consciously be aware of it, but it is there. Invariably, our core beliefs set the pivot for the principles we choose to embrace, and it is around this fulcrum, this governing centre, that our opinions and actions rotate. It is around this fulcrum that our torque of life and living is established. Our views on everything – religion, morality, politics etc, are determined by our torque. In time, the force of our opinions and actions may grow or decline as they are tried and tested in the theatre of living. Some opinions may appear polarized towards either ends of a spectrum and others may be more nuanced, but nobody is without one, even if they do not voice it or are unable to articulate it. It is pertinent to mention that a polarized view is not necessarily wrong; every viewpoint should be considered in the context of the argument, and the appropriate gauge of the needle on the dial determined through balanced and objective scrutiny. But such calibration is not always easy – new facts emerge to challenge deeply entrenched positions – new insights arise from a re-evaluation of the evidence or lack thereof. In the end, we fashion some semblance of order from the chaos of facts and opinions, – we settle to a rhythm to which we are in harmony with. We find our Torque.
I reject the proposition of a mindless faith.
All I call for is a reasonable faith.
True Faith is not blind belief.
True Faith is not burying your head in the sand because you do not want to acknowledge the facts, or, half-hoping or half-wishing that by some cryptic mechanism, your ignorance would somehow give birth to the truth.
True faith is not a cultivated façade of emotions propped up by superstitious observances, histrionics, and the virtue of the Pharisees.
True Faith is not the mind rejecting a premise while the heart accepts it.
There can be a reason for faith.
We know in part, – true.
But, we can know enough to arrive at a reasonable faith.
- Eyitemi Egwuenu
Poems
"Is all that we see or seem
but a dream within a dream?"
- Edgar Allan Poe
(A Dream within a Dream)
May I Not Have Lived In Vain
When these lids close in the sleep of the blessed,
when this spark within, flies back to the Light from which it came,
when limbs return to dust,
when thoughts become one with the Wind;
when this earthly robe is shed,
when immortality calls…
when The North trembles with the songs of The Ten Thousand,
and The Throne blazes with The Host of the Seraphim.
When Michael thunders with joy,
when Gabriel nods with pride, at the homecoming of the Scribe,
May the spark have set the world on fire,
May the limbs have fulfilled their destiny,
May the thoughts have swayed the race of men;
May I not have lived in vain…
May I not have lived in vain.
I Walk With The Angels
I hear the breath of Angels;
melody like sea-surf threading its foam
between grains of sand.
A flash of glory –
transparent wings of light bear me up…
I see Eden descend,
from the Mounts of the North…
I walk with the Angels.
The Look
There she stands,
Queen of my dreams –
her eyes –
twin lighthouses for
my storm-tossed soul…
Her tresses flirt
with the wayward wind –
coaxed air makes a lair in her hair…
I will watch the moon leave its hiding,
I will watch as nighttime falls,
I will watch her heart and read therein,
the beauty of it all…
Here, I stand,
washed by her eyes’ pool.
Here, I bow – captured – a slave;
not conquered by a sword – but a look.
My Bride Is Not Of This Place
My bride is not of this place,
she is coming to me from
Outer Space;
we would shame Mercury’s fire
with our love,
and gallop across Venus from dawn till dusk.
The Earth will not hold us firmly to it,
the plains of Mars must
feel our feet,
‘Til, Orion and Andromeda gaze in starry wonder,
and marvel at such a love as ours.
We will soar, aloft, – borne on the Sun’s light…
and relish,
all of Jupiter’s pride.
On the rings of Saturn we will mount our nest,
and drift awhile to a blissful rest.
Uranus shall rejoice at our approach,
and beg of us to make him our home.
But love has no abode,
save in the hearts of men.
No cosmic sphere can be its den.
For aeons on end, our love shall bloom,
and swell the fortunes
of a thousand moons.
We will be the envy of stars and comets,
Neptune shall bow,
and call us blessed.
I will drown myself in this celestial praise,
and kiss her feet
at Pluto’s gate.
O, my bride is not of this place.
She is coming to me from Outer Space.
*Pluto was still a planet when this poem was written.
At Twilight
At twilight…
I, slip through the wormhole –
across the rainbow –
this visible, coloured half-torus.
I, walk the two-manifold-disc;
shapeshifter, shifting from
substance to non-matter –
beyond the wormhole,
beyond the horizon’s
rim-thin reels of crimson,
as the Sun, with a jealous eye
kills the ageing night.
I, Shapeshifter, shifting this
twisted tale of twilight –
this virgin vortex,
beyond blue rocks that kiss in doom,
beyond winged-ram-fleece,
beyond climes, where music thrills
from strings stretched from the Sun –
I, hear the music –
melodies of the Shining City,
weaned on the winding wish of the whirlwind.
Clasp The Roaming Wind
Clasp the roaming wind, bend
its sinews to the east; it is not
its destiny to
sip the sop of Sisyphus…
Clasp the wind –
tease its veins… its flow,
towards the hearth where
the embers fail.
Ferry this cumulus;
wind-hinged vats of black milk –
storm cloud-blobs, which beat
their drip-drip-drip;
drops