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Lockdown Nation

James Bell·May 13, 2020

Lockdown Nation written by: James Bell @bel_avocat No more early morning walk and commute from the railway...

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Coronavirus The Invisible Beast

Donna Africa·April 1, 2020

Coronavirus The Invisible Beast written by: Donna Africa @DonnaAfrica The time has come to unite To collectively...

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The Kanzan

Massimiliano (Max) Bianchi·December 10, 2019

The Kanzan written by: Massimiliano (Max) Bianchi @mb470102 The Kanzan is now calling Joy, sadness, delusion My...

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End of Refugee Rainbow

Sultana Raza·June 23, 2019

End of Refugee Rainbow written by: Sultana Raza Rode endlessly admin’s merry-go-round, Eternally waited for the case...

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Double Dip

Tim Gardiner·May 10, 2019

Double Dip written by: Tim Gardiner @timgardiner3 I question the wisdom of the race at the start....

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John Anthony Fingleton: Was born in Cork City, in the Republic of Ireland. Now living in Paraguay. Poems published in journals and anthologies in Ireland, UK, USA, India and France as well as three produced plays. Poems read on Irish and American radio as well in Spanish on South American broadcasts. Has poems published in Spillwords, Alien Bhudda, The Red Door, Piker Press, Super Poetry Highway, The Writers Magazine, Ariel Chart, and numerous national and international journals, blogs, reviews, and anthologies. Published collections 'Poems from the Shadowlands' was published in 2017, 'Words That Found Me' 2019, 'Poems From The Banks' 2020, 'Poems from a Restricted Place' April 2020, 'Secret Fjords' May 2020 and 'A Gathering Of Words' June 2020. All which are available on Amazon.

A Song for Christmas by Steve Carr

I was sixteen. Ma’s upright piano stood against the wall in the dining room where it had been since Ma and Pa were married. It was Grandma’s piano, but she gave it to my Ma as a wedding present. It was made of mahogany and Ma polished it almost every day. I was sitting at it just plucking randomly on the black keys when Ma placed a bright red runner across the top of the piano and, a few minutes later, placed the crèche on the runner. She arranged the figures of Mary and Joseph around the baby Jesus lying in a manger.
“You’re late puttin’ that out this year, Ma,” I said.
“Each year there are more and more boxes of Christmas decorations to sort through,” she said.
I strummed several keys with an unmelodic result and heaved a loud sigh.
“Have you decided yet which song you’re going to do for the Christmas service?” she asked ...

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