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Author simplifies Hindi spiritual wisdom to offer daily peace

Ramesh Malhotra’s Spiritual Wisdom: An Evolutionary Insight provides a comprehensive, easy-to-understand investigation of Mahatma Gandhi’s acclaimed “spiritual dictionary,” the Bhagavad Gita, and the physical and spiritual evolutionary trends that dictate life. Malhotra’s guide helps readers achieve peace, tranquility and happiness…

Poem: Everytime

By: Sam Rapth Every time our bodies gets engaged in our bed I try to read your lips… Every time They make out something, But I could not make out the same thing… Every time it keeps me curious, puzzled and…

Poem: Transience

By: Brylle Bautista Tabora God likes to paint with one eye closed The sky is his canvas In the morning he dips his thumb into two colors: Blue and white (the purplish white) and starts to draw unfinished images: An elephant…

Poem: A Poet at 21

By: Brylle Bautista Tabora after Donald Hall And as I begin to write this poem the trees outside turn into burning spires, the mist takes the shape of a lonely man, and frogs all over imitate the cawing of birds. Someone,…

Poem: Ecology (after Ernst Haeckel)

By: Brylle Bautista Tabora Ecology became a household word that appeared in newspapers, magazines, and books—although the term was misused. Even now, people confuse it with terms such as environment and environmentalism. Ecology is neither. ​              -Elements of Ecology We have called…

Poem: Force majeure

By: Brylle Bautista Tabora “Ma, just let go. Save yourself,” said the girl, whose body was pierced by wooden splinters from houses crushed by Supertyphoon Yolanda. —Philippine Daily Inquirer, Nov. 11, 2013 The world does not owe you an explanation. Like…

In Defense of a Drink

A Five Martini Response to “Writers and Rum”  By: Christopher Connor Two weeks ago, Adam Gopnik, a veteran writer of The New Yorker, published an essay titled “Writers and Rum.” Mr. Gopnik’s post was prompted by The Trip To Echo Spring:…

The Newest Depth of Depravity

By: William T. Hathaway There it goes, disappearing into extinction, that fine old mark of punctuation, the comma of direct address. Every time I read an email that starts “Hi William,” I wince. Deep within me lurks a reactionary grammarian…