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A Lost Manuscript

Barbara Podstawczyńska·January 26, 2024

A Lost Manuscript written by: Barbara Podstawczyńska Marginalia – notes in manuscripts made by medieval scribes and...

Literature English

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September 10th, 2023

Eoghan Lyng·November 25, 2023

September 10th, 2023 written by: Eoghan Lyng @eoghanlyng My notes are like a carriageway, compressed of idle...

Poetry English

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When Notes Fall

Jen Schneider·October 21, 2023

When Notes Fall written by: Jen Schneider The doorbell rings – short, punctuated reminders of time, as...

English Poetry Halloween

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Notes of Life

Anitha Jayasankar·June 26, 2023

Notes of Life written by: Anitha Jayasankar Breathing in and out the notes of life, from first...

English Poetry

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Jazz

Robert Laird·March 2, 2023

Jazz written by: Robert Laird @RobertCLaird a smooth slide through this city, midnight cocktails, winding stale smoke...

English Poetry

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The Shop That Buys Your Tears

Natalie Sands·September 29, 2022

The Shop That Buys Your Tears written by: Natalie Sands @natalie_sands The bullies stole his lunch money...

English Featured Post Literature

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Today

MiddleAgedNee·March 23, 2022

Today written by: MiddleAgedNee @AgedNee Today, The notes of the stream fall into me, The breeze with...

Poetry English

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Traité de L’harmonie

Irina Moga·October 13, 2021

Traité de L’harmonie written by: Irina Moga @pictopoems I qui aurait pu prédire cette embuscade d’émotions, nos...

International Poetry French English

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Restless Butterflies

Christina·September 25, 2021

Restless Butterflies written by: Christina @CT_firelights Raving lake horizons unfold slow notes in slumbering sighs plunging in...

English Poetry

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The Secret Garden

Andy Houstoun·May 19, 2021

The Secret Garden written by: Andy Houstoun @Madmax69425310 Sunlight reflects on the surface of the loch in...

Literature English

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Little Notes Everywhere

Lisa H. Owens·March 16, 2021

Little Notes Everywhere written by: Lisa H. Owens @LisaHOwens I am hungry. Did I eat? I go...

English Literature

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My Notes

huntersjames·November 9, 2020

My Notes written by: Huntersjames @huntersjames papers of old fashioned memories make a mess of reminiscence filed...

English Poetry

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First Job

John Grochalski·February 10, 2020

First Job written by: John Grochalski the girl on her cell phone takes down the information for...

English Poetry

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THE MINOR KEYS

TM DiSarro·November 28, 2019

THE MINOR KEYS written by: TM DiSarro @tmdisarro The minor keys just speak to me Of someone...

Poetry English Featured Post

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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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