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The hats have attached the application form, Madame

Michelle Moloney King·December 30, 2020

The hats have attached the application form, Madame written by: Michelle Moloney King @MoloneyKing Dumping protests only...

English Poetry

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Obligato

Linda Imbler·December 10, 2020

Obligato written by: Linda Imbler I loved to sit on the lake shore and watch the soft...

English Poetry

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Observations From My Conservatory

Bonnie Clements·December 9, 2020

Observations From My Conservatory written by: Bonnie Clements @BonnieWriterToo Settling in my cosy armchair, looking out from...

English Poetry

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Evening A Poetry

Atul Shagird·December 9, 2020

Poetry English International

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See Things As They Really Are

Vikram Pratap·October 13, 2020

See Things As They Really Are written by: Vikram Pratap @VikramPrnsb For thirty days, a young man...

English Literature

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A QUESTION OF CONSCIENCE

GS. Subbu·October 11, 2020

A QUESTION OF CONSCIENCE written by: GS Subbu @gssubbu50 A few days ago, while in a chat...

Editorial English

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Mind Captures

Kayleigh Merchant·September 14, 2020

Mind Captures written by: KL Merchant This was seen upon my travels in Bristol so I came...

English Poetry

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Twisted

Ricky Hawthorne·June 2, 2020

Twisted written by: Ricky Hawthorne @searsjames When I saw him trip and fall, I stalled, Gawping at...

Final Edit

Roger Hare·April 20, 2020

Final Edit written by: Roger Hare @RogerHare6 Some scientists, absorbed in their task, test potions on themselves;...

English Poetry

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The Bangle Seller

Rana Preet Gill·December 11, 2019

The Bangle Seller written by: Rana Preet Gill @DrRanaPreetGill He was sitting with an uncharacteristic candor swatting...

Literature English

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M, micropoetry by Richard K. Ostrander at Spillwords.com

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Richard K. Ostrander·December 7, 2019

M written by: Richard K. Ostrander @akaDick ...

Poetry English

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Anything

devereaux frazier·July 19, 2019

Anything written by: Devereaux Frazier @marylandpoet Sunsets always jolt me awake Bus rides to and from work...

Poetry English

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Spring In Town

G. Rod Hamilton·July 8, 2019

Spring In Town written by: Rando Mithlo @Rodhnoe An altering to deeper green Clouding streams in circular...

Poetry English

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Seagulls

Kashiana Singh·June 26, 2019

Seagulls written by: Kashiana Singh Whites afloat with momentous ballet moves. Screeching sounds of freedom songs. Salty...

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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