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Nurses

G David Schwartz·August 24, 2018

Nurses written by: G David Schwartz A nurse is a profession within the health care sector focused...

English Literature

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Tarini’s Night Sky

Nivedita Das·August 18, 2018

Tarini’s Night Sky written by: Nivedita Das When little Tarini looks into the canopy of stars! She is...

Poetry English

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Dedication

Spillwords·August 5, 2018

Dedication a poem by Robert Louis Stevenson My first gift and my last, to you I dedicate...

English Literary Greats Poetry

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FOR THE SAKE OF…..

Dr T Ashok Chakravarthy·July 19, 2018

FOR THE SAKE OF….. written by: Dr T Ashok Chakravarthy Salutations to those Who relentlessly work for peace...

Poetry English

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Tarini’s Unbridled Enthusiasm

Nivedita Das·July 13, 2018

Tarini’s Unbridled Enthusiasm written by: Nivedita Das When little Tarini goes to the park to play, this is...

English Poetry

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Angels

John Baverstock·June 6, 2018

Angels written by: JOHN BAVERSTOCK Looking through the windows, At surrounding trees Watching the leaves twitch, In...

English Poetry

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Fargeon

Cindy Medina·June 3, 2018

Fargeon written by: Cindy Medina @Cindy_M65 The perfumer’s art: Each vial an orchestra of liquid music. ...

English Poetry

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Calligraphy Dance

Tattered Words·May 14, 2018

Calligraphy Dance written by: Tattered Words @tattered_words In cover of shadow She walks promptly Center stage… Her...

English Poetry

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Farewell Hugh

Aurora Kastanias·January 31, 2018

Farewell Hugh written by: Aurora Kastanias Dedicated to Hugh Masekela Grazin’ in the grass was mellow...

English Poetry

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A Special Lady

Tinashe Muza·December 5, 2017

a special lady written by: Tinashe Muza She was the first I saw I am because she...

English Poetry

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…on Poetry and Fiction – A Poem dedicated to “The Music Man”

Phyllis P. Colucci·October 1, 2017

…on Poetry and Fiction A Poem dedicated to “The Music Man” written by: Phyllis P. Colucci @FictionTarot ...

Editorial Phyllis P. Colucci On Poetry and Fiction English Featured Post

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The Quilt

Ipsita Banerjee·September 19, 2017

The Quilt written by: Ipsita Banerjee @ipsyb I brought myself a bolt of cloth made of the...

English Featured Post Poetry

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Just So You Know

Caroline Evari·June 24, 2017

Just So You Know written by: Caroline Evari @caroline_evari Just so you know To get here I...

English Poetry

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The Velvet Rose

LadyLily·June 16, 2017

The Velvet Rose written by: LadyLily @AFairymary Known as ‘The Velvet Rose’, once existed, origin unknown. She...

English Poetry

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Sanu Sharma

Sanu Sharma is a Nepali novelist, short story writer, poet and lyricist. She has published several novels and short story collections, and numerous lyrical works. Her prose sheds light on the struggles of women, girls, and marginalized communities, tackling overlooked familial and societal issues, while her poetry and lyrics capture universal emotions. Her short story collection Ekadeshmaa received widespread acclaim and was shortlisted for the prestigious Madan Puraskar in 2018. Several of her novels and stories have been adapted into audio and visual formats, and her ghazals and lyrics have been set to music by various composers and performed by renowned singers.

Precious Moments by Valli Henry-Boldini

...The little blue jay landed on the windowsill just as Frank’s heart skipped another beat. He looked at her delicate colours and the way she flitted back and forth along the white peeling ledge. She reminded him so much of his wife Emily, as she skipped along the white sandy beach all those years ago.

Emily lay asleep on their bed. Frank watched her from his favourite window seat and smiled. Thirty years had passed and she had remained his destiny.

As the bright morning sunlight burst through the top half of the windowpane and landed on her ashen face, its warmth stirred her from her slumber and she extended her thin arm to block out its penetrating rays...

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