One nap-time,she pulled back the curtains of her glare,let her sadness go naked.Layla doesn't give mirrors a chanceto catch what's alike and not alike.She became one with the clear rain,curled
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Phoenix Nirvana by by Lan Xin (Lanxin Samei)Phoenix Nirvana by by Lan Xin (Lanxin Samei)
—The Road of Transformation: From Girl to Goddess Lost in mortal chaos once,our hearts scarred by worldly pains.Trapped by obsessions deep within,we endured endless cold nights alone. Trials of growth, love, family
Four poems by Eva Petropoulou LianouFour poems by Eva Petropoulou Lianou
four new poems by Greece's Eva Petropoulou Lianou
Picking salty scattered stardust by Shah Jehan AshrafiPicking salty scattered stardust by Shah Jehan Ashrafi
new poem by Shah Jehan Ashrafi
IF I COULD BE THERE…. by Photini Karamouzis ChalkiasIF I COULD BE THERE…. by Photini Karamouzis Chalkias
new poem by Photini Karamouzis Chalkias
Ominous Correspondence by Dustin PickeringOminous Correspondence by Dustin Pickering
an account of Dustin Pickering's interaction with the first Trump administration in 2016, reprinted from Ars Notoria in original form with images.
Senryūs by Jesús Rafael Marcano GuzmánSenryūs by Jesús Rafael Marcano Guzmán
I open my soullike the lotus flowersfrom the deep and dark mud. Like a katanaI sharpen my heart and souland the spirit. Like a samuraithere in the swamps from SouthI find the
Poem by Shah Jehan AshrafiPoem by Shah Jehan Ashrafi
When hope rebelsIn the darkest hours of lifeReside some forgottenRays of hopeAs if it’s difficultTo stifle them They rebelAnd sayWe are aliveAnd will stayFerventMerry makers We are like childrenWho smile on seeing
INTERVIEW: Sailaja Mithra in conversation with Indian Poet and Philosopher Dr Jernail SinghINTERVIEW: Sailaja Mithra in conversation with Indian Poet and Philosopher Dr Jernail Singh
Dr. Jernail S. Anand says, "Science and technology are handmaidens of knowledge, and knowledge, I believe, has Satanic beginnings [remember Eve’s temptation by Satan] unless it is tempered with
Two poems by Chidimma EwelukwaTwo poems by Chidimma Ewelukwa
A Heart That Multiplies No one noticeswhen the day begins inside her. Before the kettle remembers its song,before the window quite let in morning,she is already gathering scattered hoursinto something the family
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