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Infertile Revolution

Anne G·September 8, 2020

Infertile Revolution written by: Anne G @TheInkTruth Devolving evolution infertile revolution Anti-social animus fractured ideology Vacuous dissenters...

Poetry Anne G English

·1 min read

A Bird Landed On My Window

Eric Danhoff·August 25, 2020

A Bird Landed On My Window written by: Eric Danhoff @troubled_sleep a bird landed on my window...

Age of Aquarius

Leila Ziari·July 22, 2020

Age of Aquarius written by: Leila Ziari A global pandemic or apocalyptic blessing? No, I don’t mean...

English Poetry

·4 mins read

Life Evolution

Maureen S. Rajamoney·November 4, 2019

Life Evolution written by: Maureen S. Rajamoney The academic year began Back to routine But time changed...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Poacher

Lindsay Morton·July 9, 2019

Poacher written by: Lindsay Morton @lindseeeeee Hale was married in Reno the February after he turned twenty-two....

English Literature

·12 mins read

Chained To The Quill

Rob Clark·July 4, 2018

Chained To The Quill written by: Rob Clark @oldschoolrob197 I remain still Chained to the quill. I’m...

Poetry English

·1 min read

I Evolved

Rochishmon·June 1, 2018

I Evolved written by: Rochishmon @Rochishmon I selected silence I was elected for solace I learned a...

English Poetry

·1 min read

God’s Defence

Stanley Wilkin·May 22, 2018

God’s Defence written by: Stanley Wilkin @catalhuyuk I feel I have to make my defence Regarding those...

ME TIME

K. Radhakrishnan·January 1, 2018

ME TIME written by: K. RADHAKRISHNAN Some lament, I am too long and seem like eternity, Many...

English Poetry

·1 min read

ENGLISH!

Stanley Wilkin·December 28, 2017

ENGLISH! written by: Stanley Wilkin @catalhuyuk The story of a bunch of unwashed illiterate thugs who ruled...

Article English Featured Post

·7 mins read

Movement Of The People

Aurora Kastanias·November 7, 2017

Movement Of The People written by: Aurora Kastanias Humanity roams, since its dawn To better places, new...

English Featured Post Poetry

·1 min read

Crowds

Aurora Kastanias·August 4, 2017

Crowds written by: Aurora Kastanias Watching the crowd I ponder On all the crowds that came before,...

English Poetry

·1 min read

The Myth of Mind and Consciousness III – The Palaeolithic

Stanley Wilkin·July 2, 2017

The Myth of Mind and Consciousness III The Palaeolithic written by: Stanley Wilkin @catalhuyuk The resonating effect...

Article English Featured Post

·62 mins read

Indivisible

Aurora Kastanias·June 9, 2017

Indivisible written by: Aurora Kastanias When ancient Greeks dwelt upon notions Of matter and its nature, formulating...

Poetry English

·1 min read

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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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