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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…

Fiction

By Peter Aronson There was no reason why this day would not simply be marvelous, no reason at all. It was the first full day of Elmira’s and Herman’s 40th wedding anniversary trip, a trip a year in the making…