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In the face of pressing global challenges such as climate change and environmental degradation, books serve as invaluable resources to educate and inspire action. From scientific analyses to personal narratives, the literary world offers a wealth of knowledge and insight…

Poetry

By: David R. Topper I often think that they’ve only gone on a journey,and I shall see them all returning homeward! Compelled by an inner urge, some“pre-established harmony of notes and words,”Mahler composed Kindertotenlieder. The day is bright. Fear not!They’ve…

Poetry

By: James Aitchison Life whispers,and we dream.We have escapedfrom the cage we made.We are no longercontained.Calmness reigns,and stars glitter like grapeson the moonlit vine.Freed, the soul shimmersfor all humanity to see.Truth leads us into agarden where theheart blossoms.

Wellness

The global cosmetics industry is experiencing unprecedented growth, with market size projections soaring to staggering figures. According to Fortune Business Insights, the global cosmetics market was valued at a staggering $374.18 billion in 2023. The numbers are expected to continue…

Fiction

By: Osugiri-Iro Ezichi Franklyn It would be the night of an afo, the second one after the seventh new moon when the women came and Obiageli put the blunt razor to your hair, shaving carelessly until you scalp and it…

Poetry

By: Stephen Bett Heinrich Böll, Group Portrait with Lady (opening line; trans, Leila Vennewitz) The female protagonist… is a woman of forty-eight, German: she is five foot six inches tall, weighs 133 pounds (in indoor clothing), i.e., only twelve to…

Poetry

By: Mahathi ONE MORE DAY It’s one past twelve. One more day passed away,not like a floating cloud with laze, nor likea rollercoaster fast with jolting sway.So dreary, like on a prosthetic leg to hike!I wish I paint my time…

Blog

By: Simon Heathcote “All you need is already within you, only you must approach your self with reverence and love. Self-condemnation and self-distrust are grievous errors. Your constant flight from pain and search for pleasure is a sign of love…

Poetry

By: Matthew Borczon It comes with the job I wasat worklistening toJudy talkabout hertime asan aidin a nursinghome shewas sayingthat whenthey wereclose todying shenever wantedto workwith them because ifthey passedthe aidwould haveto cleanthe bodyand shejust couldnot do that It is…

Poetry

By: April Mae Berza The Goddess of Books and the Singer-Songwriter (For Dale) I am but a goddess of books, books welcoming you with my loveliest chapters,the soul of eternal words and finite worlds. You are a mortal, a singer-songwriter,…

Poetry

By: The Rhapsodist EVERY GIRL-CHILD IS A PETAL OF WITHERED FLOWERS There were nights I saw my sister eating herFingernails, drinking from her teardrops as theyRolled down her eyes, down her cheeks_ intoHer mouth. She would stay awake all night,…