Literary Yard

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Year: 2014

Poem: A KITE’S FATE

By: Raul G. Moldez Above me, the sun. Beneath me, the trees. Birds give way to me as I savor the wind. Here, hot and cold mix. The atmosphere is lukewarm. My shirt is cellophane. I feel sweltering here. I’m a…

Poem: BLACK ANTS

By: Raul G. Moldez We climb up trees, towers or buildings and crawl on earth, floors or surfaces looking for food. We stockpile them in preparation for the rainy season. We are small creatures nameless, unknown. All we know is to…

Zee JLF 2014- Day 2 RoundUp

“Literature was built by a world of misfits,” joked acclaimed American novelist Jonathan Franzen today at the ZEE Jaipur Literature Festival. The author was speaking to a crowd of Festival-goers from all corners of the world as the second day…

Story: Brad

By Reese Scott Brad never wanted to be a lawyer, a police office or a fireman. He remembers the first time a man came up to him and asked, “So young man do you know what you want to be…

Zee JLF 2014- Day 1 RoundUp

“I cancelled my trip to Agra to come here!” said an excited Australian festival-goer in the front row of the ZEE Jaipur Literature Festival this morning. Deep in discussion with the young man who had tipped him off, he said…

Story: The Eyes of the Sun

By: Brian Barbeito (For the electric light queen)   “Mama always told me not to look into the eyes of the sun.” -Bruce Springsteen, Blinded By The Light   You are in the eyes of the sun. I saw that a…