Literary Yard

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Month: July 2013

Destination: Dnipropetrovsk

By: R.J. Fox As I headed toward my assigned gate at the Frankfurt International Airport – between my world and the new one that awaited me – I stopped for a bouquet of flowers along the way for my friend,…

Poem: Snow Falling

By: Duane L. Herrmann Each perfect star – six points miniature perfection uncreateable by hands multitudinous abundance and every one unique, absorbs all sound as they float down blanketing the sounds and ground; a presence here today and melt tomorrow….

Poem: Sitting Time

By: Duane L. Herrmann Desperate relief lifetimes of stress, six decades of hell, numblingly welcome to simply sit, and do nothing. So the man sits in blessed relief; sitting, simply sitting: no objective, no goal, no action – to him, amazing…

Non-Fiction: A Mere Projection

By: Charles X. Madruga   The midnight ceiling of my unconscious celestial dome caves in, becomes invaded by slivers of silver light. A blinding alarm clock, like curtains being swung open in the middle of a vacation. My eyes follow…

Poem: Father I Thank You

By: Mark Williams Father I thank you for watching over me Day and night you bring love into my life Morning until sunlight you gave me Hope, strength of sight to see A life to breathe A love to know Forever…

Poem: The Wind and The Blue Shadow

By: Walter William Safar When you want to come home again Just follow the wind. “How shall I know Which wind travels to the street of my childhood?” Ask your life’s compatriot, the blue shadow, Which rushes in front of…

Poem: Me, The Wind, and The Old Shadow

By: Walter William Safar  Me and the eastern wind, surrounded by a wall of honorable antiquity, walk together influenced by our common destiny, and shadows hide across crosses, and drag along cemeteries like the quietest and saddest funeral procession. Next…

Story: A Nice Dinner

By: Vijay Johnson-Tanco My name is John Stature from a wealthy family of scientists. The statures have had a key role in providing a cure for the common cold, which mankind really had no need for. There is quite a lot…