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Death Poem III

Cindy Medina·December 8, 2021

Death Poem III written by: Cindy Medina @Cindy_M65 This world, to what shall I compare it? To...

English Poetry

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Long Ago

Magdalena Podobińska·November 19, 2021

Long Ago written by: Magdalena Podobińska @Madzia33 long ago I stood on the shore ready to weather the...

English Poetry

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All Hallowed

Stephen Kingsnorth·October 19, 2021

All Hallowed written by: Stephen Kingsnorth Here are thirteen days, all hallowed ground, we sat beside his...

English Poetry Halloween

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Zatem życie

Katarzyna Dominik·October 3, 2021

Zatem życie written by: Katarzyna Dominik Kiedyś biegałam po rosie dziś przemierzam skaliste szlaki tracąc grunt pod...

Poetry Polish International

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The Shark

Aurora Kastanias·July 18, 2021

The Shark written by: Aurora Kastanias She knew she was just a fragile goldfish Life had proved...

English Poetry

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Crimson Rose

Agnieszka K·May 16, 2021

Crimson Rose written & translated by: Agnieszka Kuśmierczuk - I am a crimson rose- seemingly delicate and fragile...

International Poetry Polish English

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Generational Fragility

Lynsey Fyfe·April 18, 2021

Generational Fragility written by: Lynsey Fyfe Raising children can be a daunting task; it takes skill, determination...

Article English

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They Headed Away

Magdalena Podobińska·February 27, 2021

They Headed Away written by: Magdalena Podobińska @Madzia33 the people who used to be around her they headed...

Poetry English

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Strength and Weaknesses

Marian Wood·November 14, 2020

Strength and Weaknesses written by: Marian Wood @MarianEWood The tree stands majestic on top of the hill,...

Poetry English

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Trapeze

Sekhar Banerjee·September 29, 2020

Trapeze written by: Sekhar Banerjee @SekharB94411996 We are now equally aligned to the left and the right...

Poetry English

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The Speed of Love

Roger Turner·September 10, 2020

The Speed of Love written by: Roger Turner @titansdad I met her many years ago Not knowing...

Poetry English

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Fragile Vows

JayM·August 28, 2020

Fragile Vows written by: JayM @thejaytheme For promises that grow, In marshes, To a pristine river, to...

English Poetry

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Bruises and The Burns

Mark Tulin·July 16, 2020

Bruises and The Burns written by: Mark Tulin @Crow_writer I honor the sensitive poets; those who are...

Poetry English

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The Magic of The Dragonfly: Poetry in Motion

M J Mallon·June 5, 2020

The Magic of The Dragonfly: Poetry in Motion written by: Marjorie Mallon @Marjorie_Mallon Red, Devil’s needle, Or...

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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