Sleep it on
By: Alan Berger The drinks kept flowingThere was no sign of slowingShould leave now and sleep it off before workBefore I pop yet another cork After an undertow of oblivionI decided to […]
Boulevard
By: Victor Azubike Sunsets;Clouds spread like sheets;Evening rush hour;Green light;Speeding cars. Cover of fadingGreen vegetations:Intimations of the dry seasonOn the sidewalkOf a boulevard. Murals,Golden dewdropsAndBushyGerminationOf ideasInFlowerpots byA shadowy horticulturist. Carbon emissions:Pollution by […]
Alien Gods
By: Tom Ball I Boris Q was a big unknown when the people elected him to lead America. But he seemed full of promise. He said he would introduce new Aliens […]
About This Morning
By: Radomir Luza In October of 1986, New York City was something completely different. Crime was rampant. Homelessness was a new problem especially in the subway system in the Winter. Times Square was […]
These Girls Were All One
By: Cailey Tarriane She yearned to be desireless, but insteadThe Girl with Wisdom wanted no riches, soThe Girl with Desires desired to destroy gold in her mind-no more would she crave for […]
Indian Novel in English: Last three decades
By Ramlal Agarwal Writing about Indian writing in English. Salman Rushdie in his preface to Vintage Indian writing in English 1947-1997 says, “The prose writing – both fiction and non-fiction created in […]
‘Streams’ and other poems
By: J.K. Durick Streams Stepping across, carefully, there’s a stumblebuilt into this, a foot on the closest stonethen onto the next and next, till you havecrossed with your feet, shoes almost dry.I […]
Four Winter Holiday Haiku
By: Jim Bates Choirs singing songsOf peace and joy so soothingLike snowflakes falling. Kids falling asleepSafe and warm with Christmas dreamsOf sleigh bells ringing. Soft lustrous moonlightFills the night with visions ofSugar […]
Arundhati Roy’s The God of Small Things: Broken lives, Illicit love and Incest
By: Ramlal Agarwal Like Salman Rushdie, Arundhati Roy is not deterred by the constraints of using English as Indo-English writers did before Rushdie. Rushdie and Roy adapt English to suit the expression […]
I am Ungrown
By: Cailey Tarriane A creature with qualities of a bird who can soar high and low,face ups and downs, zigs and zags I am unready for, I, a birdwith the comforts of […]
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