By: Ramlal Agarwal It is a hundred years of “The Waste Land”, and though the poem is inundated with critical commentary, research, and explanation, it still remains a puzzle for most of its readers. In this paper, an attempt has been…
By Karen Lee Stradford Applause It’s an intimate setting.The tables are small and tallin the cafe.People clapas I walk to the podium. I wasn’t prepared to sharebut got the nerve.My notes are crumpled,cell phone in hand.The microphone is lowered. I…
By: Manasi Maharana Amidst the gloominess of night,The moon instills tendernessand aroma of love. It radiates..The love that’s serene,The love that’s virtuous,The love that’s delightful.As the night deepensThe love inside intensifies.It seeketh for warmth.It urges comfort.It strives for heavenly bliss….
By: K Vanaja Malathy A Constant two way battle between my mind and heart: the mind, the thought processor of reason and the heart the emotional tick-tock analyzed pandemic brought countless deaths and sufferance, said the mind, a powerful thinker.But…
By: Bruce Levine Falling leaves in various shades and huesA metamorphosis of colorsBountiful and bold to subtle and refinedThe plumage of a peacockTransformed by Mother NatureInto a tapestry of autumn The revitalizing energy of cooling airAwakening the spirit of the…
This episode of AuthorTalks features Kiriti Sengupta, an award-winning poet who won the Rabindranath Tagore Literary Prize in 2018 for his contributions to literature. As an extraordinary poet, editor, translator, and publisher, Kiriti is a true multitasker. Through this conversation,…
By: Khemendra Kamal Sarwan was cremated three days ago. Tonight, a well-known singer came to sing kirtans. The makeshift shed was full of people. A group of women encircled Sarwan’s widow, who sat lifelessly. Men formed small circles around yagona…
By William T. Hathaway Amazing but true: The first European settlers in what is now the USA weren’t English Puritans or French fur trappers but Sephardic Jews. Before the Mayflower sailed to America, Jews had fled the Spanish Inquisition and…
By: Turoob Rustling leaves, swishing wind, and the chilly sightHeart bumming and bursting with echoes of delight Of goes the little boyscreaming and exulting full of joy Stunned by the alluring scene with the beautiful treesthe leaves dancing and flapping…
By: Bruce Levine I look at your pictureYour eyes glowYour smile brightensYour beautiful countenanceFrozen in the time of a photographThe apples of your cheeksLighting your eyesWhich search deep into my soulAnd still revealThe wonder of yoursFilled to the brimAnd waiting…