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Drop Not The Curtain on Love

Pramod Rastogi·September 16, 2022

Drop Not the Curtain on Love written by: Pramod Rastogi Love is a voiceless whistle of life, An...

Poetry English

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Peace

Kevin Taylor·March 30, 2022

Peace written by: Kevin Taylor @poetkevinjtayl1 Peace Is not withdrawal Peace is the surge The urge Peace...

Poetry English

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The Heron On The Weir

Alyson Faye·February 9, 2022

The Heron on the Weir written by: Alyson Faye Like an angle-poise lamp he stands, a youngling...

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...

Features

Cardinal Wings

The Happy Little Christmas Tree

A Christmas Heckler

Interviews

Spotlight On Writers – Lou Storey

Spotlight On Writers – Dawn Minott

Spotlight On Writers – Séimí Mac Aindreasa

Halting Matilda

The Happy Little Christmas Tree

A Christmas Heckler

Spring is Love

A Poem On Gandhiji

Leaving To Guess

The Hotel Room

Felony Surge

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Drop Not The Curtain on Love

Peace

The Heron On The Weir

Christmas Purple Bear

A Christmas Heckler

Free’s Tale: No Home at Christmas-time

You Must Believe

Christmas Gets Stuck in Concourse C

Father Christmas Comes Knocking

Cardinal Wings

An Unexpected Gift

Reindeer Park

The Breadwinner

A Christmas Interlude from 1967

Spotlight On Writers – Lou Storey