Sometimes on the edge of a quiet
dawn, as the moon
Slips to rest, sliding
From star to star, he
Finds a rift in time, spills
Shades of silver mist and
Casts shadows on the depth of
Things, sharpens; edge of sight,
Ripple in thought. Suddenly,
The rising of a new horizon,
In known yet forgotten spaces.
Say awakening.

Ismail Bala writes in English and Hausa. His poetry and translations have appeared in the UK, the USA, Canada, India and South Africa, in journals such as Poetry Review, Ambit, New Coin, Ake Review, Lunaris, A Review of International English Literature and Aura Literary Arts Review, among many others. Born and educated to university level in Kano, he did his post-graduate studies at Oxford. His poems have been translated into Latvian, Belarusian, Nepalese, Slovenian and Polish. He is a Fellow of the International Writing Programme of the University of Iowa. He is the author of Line of Sight (Praxis, 2020), A Span of Something (INKspired, 2024) and Ivory Night (KSR, 2024).
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