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Aloysius S. Harmon Jr·December 8, 2021

Mentality written by: Aloysius S. Harmon Jr If I would burn these inks, Rather keeping it in,...

Poetry English

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New Beginnings

Leila Ziari·July 6, 2021

New Beginnings written by: Leila Ziari Threads so skillfully spun into miraculous webs Energetically lingering in my...

Poetry English

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Forbidden Spring

Martina McAteer·January 30, 2021

Forbidden Spring written by: Martina McAteer Death had come to visit Like a summer strange dream that...

English Poetry

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Halloween Catku

Patricia Carragon·October 23, 2020

Halloween Catku written by: Patricia Carragon @BrownstonePoets black cat witches fly over pumpkin patch litter boxes by...

Poetry Halloween English

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Tomb of Our Love

Sue Marie St. Lee·July 30, 2020

Tomb of Our Love written by: Sue Marie St. Lee Remember the first day I saw you...

The Road To Halicarnassus

Bogpan·April 3, 2020

The Road To Halicarnassus written by: Bogpan @panbog2 “To die, to sleep— No more—and by a sleep to...

English Poetry

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Smitha Vishwanath is a banker turned writer. She began her writing journey in 2016 through her blog. In 2019, she was nominated for Best of the Net, and 2 of her poems were given special mention in NaPoWriMo, 2021 and 2022. In addition, she was awarded the Reuel International Prize for poetry. In 2019, she co-authored a book of poetry, 'Roads- A journey with Verses.' Smitha's writing is peppered with the lessons learned from the plethora of invaluable experiences that come from having lived in India, UAE and Iran, worked in a multi-cultural environment and travelled widely. She resides in Dhaka, Bangladesh, with her husband and two daughters. When she is not writing, you can find her painting, travelling, or sharing reviews of books. She is excited about her debut novel, 'Coming Home', which will be released on 18th March 2023.

The Lighthouse by Sharon Frame Gay

Maine, 1922
There are those who find the song of a foghorn mournful and foreboding. To me, it was a lullaby. I’ve been a lighthouse keeper all my life. I was born in the keeper’s cottage in 1880, next to the tower that clings to a cliff in Maine. The rhythmic bursts of light and sound that brought home lost sailors lulled me to sleep each night.
Father, and his father before him, maintained the lighthouse for over seventy years. As a child, I peered up the spiral staircase, watching Father high above as he polished the massive searchlight...

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