June 2015
I was born in Calabar, Nigeria and lived, among other places, in Egypt and England before settling near Boulder, Colorado with my wife and four children. I'm a computer engineer by trade, but poetry is my passion. My chapbook, Ndewo, Colorado is a Colorado Book Award Winner. In my spare time I snowboard, coach and play soccer, and train in American Kenpo. I am also an editor at Kin Poetry Journal.
Tropospherian
We are in the morning
And all of us together
In dread of the long and lurching day
in grey and gritted weather.
It's every one of us in heat
While dalliances swoon
Proclaim the sun on her radiant seat
At summit of the noon.
There's not a one who doesn't dwell
When diodes thrust out light
Under stripped stars or thunderheads
On what follows from night.
Though meteorologists map out
Our atmospherics, we
Take the knowledge and carry on,
Enslaved affectively.
We are in the morning
And all of us together
In dread of the long and lurching day
in grey and gritted weather.
It's every one of us in heat
While dalliances swoon
Proclaim the sun on her radiant seat
At summit of the noon.
There's not a one who doesn't dwell
When diodes thrust out light
Under stripped stars or thunderheads
On what follows from night.
Though meteorologists map out
Our atmospherics, we
Take the knowledge and carry on,
Enslaved affectively.
©2015 Uche Ogbuji