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Always Find a Safe Harbour

Gerry Stefanson·April 17, 2024

Passages Always Find a Safe Harbour written by: Gerry Stefanson @gerry_stefanson Blood pressure raises as destination harbour...

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Goodbye

Monica Medappa·September 16, 2023

Goodbye written by: Monica Medappa @monixo3 Sailing through once pristine waters, now as black as tar. Toxins,...

Poetry English

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Kings of The Water

Tim Barlow·September 10, 2023

Kings of The Water written by: Tim Barlow @TimLawLibrary The last days of June were warm and...

English Literature Featured Post

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Lily Magnolia

Jim Wingrove·May 4, 2023

Lily Magnolia written by: Jim Wingrove @wjwingrove convalesces daily marries every feeling eats herself unhappy mitigates the...

English Poetry

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Shadows of New York

Francisco Bravo Cabrera·April 25, 2023

Shadows of New York written by: Francisco Bravo Cabrera One day I sat and listened to the...

English Poetry Featured Post

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The Silver Grace

James Walmsley·February 25, 2023

The Silver Grace written by: James Walmsley Gone is the day of the sheeted mast, sail ships...

English Poetry Featured Post

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Home

Pi·July 2, 2021

Home written by: Pi @microfiction6 You know, in my mind palace I’ve now built a glass house...

Poetry English

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Full Hold

Brad Osborne·September 29, 2020

Full Hold written by: Brad Osborne Twenty-three old salts set sail that day And to a man...

Sail On…

Dr. Saumya Goyal·September 18, 2020

Sail On… written by: Dr. Saumya Goyal The night may be dark, as black as a raven...

English Poetry

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The Artiste

Eve Dobbins·September 1, 2020

The Artiste written by: Eve Dobbins The art of war Sickles between my toes Ticking my sense...

Poetry English

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Sailing to Byzantium

Spillwords·December 8, 2019

Sailing to Byzantium a poem by William Butler Yeats I That is no country for old men....

English Literary Greats Poetry

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On Sailing

Mike Turner·October 5, 2019

On Sailing written by: Mike Turner One hand on tiller One on the sheet Rail down and...

Poetry English

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World Falls

Shawn M. Klimek·April 14, 2019

World Falls written by: Shawn M. Klimek Rudy told me he had discovered his passion for history...

Literature English Featured Post

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Imperceptible Moment

Gillie Sails Solo·March 25, 2019

Imperceptible Moment written by: Gillie Sails Solo @gilliesailssolo Swallows on the masthead Call to the world Announcing the...

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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