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The Fanged Angel

Luiz Syphre·October 29, 2020

The Fanged Angel written by: Luiz Syphre @luizsyphre and the full, red October moon surrenders to a...

Poetry Halloween English

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Zia Marshall·September 1, 2020

Home written by: Zia Marshall Where masks fly off Literally and figuratively And you kick off your...

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Thee

Tamar Gvelesiani·July 17, 2020

Thee written by: Tamar Gvelesiani @Tako165 Till curtains are down With memories in, Birds sing In the...

Poetry English

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Waltz of Lust

Simona Prilogan·January 14, 2020

Waltz of Lust written by: Simona Prilogan @SCotidian One, two, three…one, two, three… Shall we feel, my...

English Poetry

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Serene Beauty

Mary Bone·May 20, 2019

Serene Beauty written by: Mary Bone Serene beauty surrounds a painting of a woman. She is waiting...

English Poetry

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Smitha Vishwanath is a banker turned writer. She began her writing journey in 2016 through her blog. In 2019, she was nominated for Best of the Net, and 2 of her poems were given special mention in NaPoWriMo, 2021 and 2022. In addition, she was awarded the Reuel International Prize for poetry. In 2019, she co-authored a book of poetry, 'Roads- A journey with Verses.' Smitha's writing is peppered with the lessons learned from the plethora of invaluable experiences that come from having lived in India, UAE and Iran, worked in a multi-cultural environment and travelled widely. She resides in Dhaka, Bangladesh, with her husband and two daughters. When she is not writing, you can find her painting, travelling, or sharing reviews of books. She is excited about her debut novel, 'Coming Home', which will be released on 18th March 2023.

The Lighthouse by Sharon Frame Gay

Maine, 1922
There are those who find the song of a foghorn mournful and foreboding. To me, it was a lullaby. I’ve been a lighthouse keeper all my life. I was born in the keeper’s cottage in 1880, next to the tower that clings to a cliff in Maine. The rhythmic bursts of light and sound that brought home lost sailors lulled me to sleep each night.
Father, and his father before him, maintained the lighthouse for over seventy years. As a child, I peered up the spiral staircase, watching Father high above as he polished the massive searchlight...

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