Literary Yard

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Poetry

By: KJ Hannah Greenberg Omnishambles Some situations involving poor judgment cause chaos. These sorts of disordersCan convey disastrous consequences such that even technocrats stay impotent;Ruling parties’ cones of vision are likely limited to less than acute angles. Also,Their buccal-style expressions…

Poetry

By: Srinjaya Lahiri As I meander through the different vicissitudes of life, my mind absorbs them all.Sometimes as a philosopher, sometimes as a skeptic, or sometimes as a mere onlooker who is just too baffled by the ways of the…

Books ReviewsPoetry

By: Team Literary Yard (‘The Roar at Twilight’ is a poetry collection written by Mahathi (Mydavolu Venkata Satyanarayana)). The Roar at Twilight is an ambitious undertaking: a 108-sonnet retelling, in English, of the Puranic legend of Hiranyakashipu, his devout son…

Fiction

By: Carl Papa Palmer Dad, are you on the website? No, I’m on the telephone with you, Son.I know that. Do you have the website up on your laptop?Oh. Yes. I think so. It says, ‘Verify your identity.’ Good! Click…

Literary criticism

By: James Aitchison The 1940s saw the rise of a new genre in pulp fiction — noir.  On movie screens, Warner Brothers brought black-and-white noir masterpieces to their fullest potential; think Humphrey Bogart in The Maltese Falcon. And while it might…

Poetry

By: ALI Hasnain Instructions for Returning a Borrowed Moon Do not polish it.The fingerprints are the point. Carry it under your coatthrough the laundromat’s blue hour,when every dryer windowturns a small planet by itself. At the corner, a bus will…

Archaeology/History

By James Aitchison It’s a common enough English saying.  When someone’s behaviour or actions are unacceptable and outside the bounds of normal limits, their conduct is deemed to be “beyond the pale”.  Being “beyond the pale” covers a plethora of sins:…

Archaeology/History

By James Aitchison Dappled sunlight spills into the little Paris courtyard.  Across the Seine, Notre-Dame rises above the rooftops.  Nothing is hurried.  Occasionally a cover is opened, a page is turned.  We are on the Left Bank, and time has…

Books ReviewsEssay

By: Alex Dzhoganov At the beginning of The Name of the Rose, William of Baskerville does something that looks almost like a magic trick. The monastery servants are looking for a runaway horse, and William, who has never seen it,…

Fiction

By: ALI Hasnain The elevator in the Marlowe Building had buttons for twenty-three floors and one blank brass circle beneath them. Nobody mentioned the circle during Adrian’s first week at the records office. By his second week, he had learned…