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Meandering About Poetry

Claude Seguy·March 27, 2020

Meandering About Poetry written by: Claude Seguy Poetry, poetry, you are so capricious; Entwining sentences, rhyming or...

English Poetry

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The Boy Whose Mother Left

Mir-Yashar Seyedbagheri·March 24, 2020

The Boy Whose Mother Left written by: Mir-Yashar Seyedbagheri @dudesosad I’m the guy whose mother left. In...

English Literature

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The Giant

Ger White·March 13, 2020

The Giant written by: Ger White It was just a hill field to the neighbours But we...

Poetry English

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Imaginary Place Names

Robyn MacKinnon·February 2, 2020

Imaginary Place Names written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat So it’s official imaginary place names for keeping me...

Robyn Finds Poetry Robyn MacKinnon Poetry English

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Unsolved Equations

Shoshana Vegh·January 31, 2020

Unsolved Equations written by: Shoshana Vegh translated by: Nadavi Noked I want you to cut me into...

Poetry English

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Death at Conception

huntersjames·January 24, 2020

Death at Conception written by: huntersjames @huntersjames Chained to the fence poor mutt Your life’s trail a...

Poetry English

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I’m Your Reader

Ndaba Sibanda·January 13, 2020

I’m Your Reader written by: Ndaba Sibanda Let your accuracy be my delicacy Play with them for...

Poetry English

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Wasn’t Her Fault

LadyLily·December 25, 2019

Wasn’t Her Fault written by: LadyLily @AFairymary ‘You need lockin’ up!’ Grandma would shout. Scruffed by the...

English Poetry

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Rambunctious Rhapsody

Haaris Ali Waqas·December 3, 2019

Rambunctious Rhapsody written by: Haaris Ali Waqas Set free my fervid gaze, Strain my passions from evil;...

Poetry English

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Midnight Walk

Ann Christine Tabaka·November 16, 2019

Midnight Walk written by: Ann Christine Tabaka @TabakaChris It was around midnight, but isn’t that usually when...

English Literature

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What Is Love

Zaki Ansari·September 13, 2019

What Is Love written by: Zaki Ansari How do I tell you what is love Is there...

English Poetry

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Reading Too Far Into Unsaid Rivals

Dan Leicht·August 22, 2019

Reading Too Far Into Unsaid Rivals written by: Dan Leicht @Deeliopunk I’m at the gym reading while...

Gotham and Batman

Arpan Christy·August 12, 2019

Gotham and Batman written by: Arpan Christy @ArpanChristy On a busy crossroad when the signal turns red,...

English Poetry

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Poet On The Hill

LadyLily·August 4, 2019

Poet On The Hill written by: LadyLily @AFairymary He sits, upon a lush, green hillside smothered in...

Poetry English

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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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