Literary criticism
By: Ramlal Agarwal The Nobel Committee for Literature awarded Anne Carson the 2026 Nobel Prize, recognising her bold, inventive verse, her playful dialogue with the classical tradition, and her creation of new forms in contemporary literature. Carson has long studied…
Essay
By: Feride Güney Sometimes you read something and stop. The writer has not taught you anything new; on the contrary, they have said, before you could, something you have carried inside you for years without ever finding a name for…
Essay
By: Wang xiaoli After the Start of Autumn, though the twenty‑four “autumn tigers” still cling to lingering summer heat, repeated showers have brought temperatures down considerably. No longer sweltering like mid‑summer, the weather has turned milder. Beyond the compound walls…
Poetry
By: Jim Bates Autumn hills rollingLike big bright bowls of Fruit LoopsColorful and sweet. Lone Sugar Maple Exploding blaze orange color Brightens a grey day. Fall geese migrationHuge flocks heading south honking Farewell until spring. Autumn leaves drifting Like golden…
Poetry
By: De’Ashia Wallace I’ve never done this before. He told me it was okay to be nervous.Most people would be. I’m finally going to do itafter months of telling myselfthat this wouldn’t change me. He said I would feel amazing,like…
Poetry
By: James Aitchison Why are those who make us laughthemselves so often distressed?Why does sorrow haunt humor?Why does genius hide depression?Is manic mirth a form of madness? Are their smiles a frail facade —their jokes a masterful deception?And when they…
Essay
By: James Aitchison On 5 February 1916, at Number 1 Spiegelgasse in Zurich, the Cabaret Voltaire opened its doors. Performances of poetry and music were promised, and young artists were invited to bring along their own ideas and contributions. On…
Poetry
By: J.L. Orango Before you call this anger,call it arithmetic. Eight hundred and forty million. Nearly one woman in three. And before somebody saysthat happens over there- bring me the atlas. Open it. Anywhere. I will wait. Because violence against…
Essay
By: Feride Güney A spider asks a fly caught in its web: “Is the God you beg to save you the same God I thank for my lunch?” Sometimes a person falls silent for a long time before a very…












