(Commemorating the Bengali language movement day, February 21, 1952) Dr. Gulshan Ara The day was bright and sunny, pulsating in festive moodEarth beaming with life in a vibrant spring day, music playing in the airBaby green leaves peeping through skinny…
By Mohammad Jashim Uddin Poetry translation is the most difficult task for many reasons. Still now, it is undecided whether translation works should be treated as an original work like other genre of literature, but everyone believes that only translation…
By: Simon Perchik From just dampness, nourishmentand rust seals the boltin place –the carriage already there and nearby, it rainsthough you take hold a single spokeas if the enchanted palace stopped moving –why is ita parent favors the weak oneand…
By: Elaine Lennon V There was nobody to blame. Everyone just did the best they could. The haze had settled over Catalina. The early morning azure sky was dotted with sunlight and the fishing boat was cutting through the waters…
By: The Self is Unknown”(David Hume) But I believe I shape sensibilities, invisiblebut able to visualize through tunnels withoutbeginning or end, to catch the salty essenceinside a planet’s breeze and these other-world palms that brush the clouds with aqua-tinted fronds…
By: Matthew Birch IDrippingfrom my lipsthey form a pool LeavingI’m not ready in timeYou’re shoutingnot that loud it’s funnynow I can open the door Dried eyes and silenceI want to dive in again III put on my coatwhen the cold…
By: Dawn DeBraal Deep in thought, I was walking through the field when I came up to the log cabin my great grandfather built in the high meadow. Pa turned it into a barn after building the new house when…
By: Clara McShane Avenue of Blackberries Avenue of blackberriesencapsulated by the treesspecks of wildflower, butter gorsefootball club cheering grows hoarse old man passes, all my lifelens matures with time and strifewilting fuchsia, ballet shoesawry poppy, Summer’s bruise benches who have…
By: George Freek WHY I DON’T SLEEP WELL (After Su Tung Po) The moon is the head of an axe,splitting the darkness in pieces.Leaves fall in the night.dying without a fight.They die so gently,it almost seems right.When I look at…
By: Kimberth D. Obeso There are numerous historical novels around the globe. Well-known published historical masterpieces include A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens, War, and Peace by Leo Tolstoy, The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne. Historical novels written…