Literary Yard

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Poetry

By: Charles Gibson An empty, circular-shaped metal object,made to be a depository of waste,resides alone in a vacant space absentof inhabitants.Ready for service, the rubbish bin isalertly situated, lined with a thinplastic sealant in hopes of oneday fulfilling its true…

Poetry

By: John Grey FIRST NIGHT AT THE BEACH COTTAGE How can you expect me to fall asleepwhen there’s an island just off the coast here,and I can see its shadow through the window,a great hulk of something, be it rock…

Fiction

By: Harvey Huddleston From the stone steps leading up to the Forest Hills train station in Queens there is an unobstructed view of where one of the Son of Sam murders took place.  On an icy frozen night in 1976…

Poetry

By: Puneet Kumar One Big Recipe Book Life is a one bigRecipe bookThat keeps manyDelicious dipping sauces It has the best condimentsTo add delicious tastesAnd tangy aromasFor each meal It can be chilliMustard, tomatoFinely chopped picklesOr a mayonnaise-based recipe Everything…

BlogEssay

By Julia Jeon Freedom of speech is a first amendment right of the Constitution that states, “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of…

Poetry

By: Markiewicz Paweł first gorgeous spring thawsthe second black crow on cablethird – mysterious mist***just before the thawsI think about the last frostmemory of snow***picturesque crowscable – lonely habitusflights – rumination***the ethics fulfilledcrows – starlit philosophersof spring wizardry***starlit starry nightthe…

Poetry

By Sushant Thapa I have left my wordsWhere my shadows do not reach.The moment of blissIs a kissing freedom of virtue.I have my viceYet I forget notTo roll my life’s dice.I have a measureTo count the blessings in life.There is…

Poetry

By: Bruce Levine Winter chill at the river edgeWater racing over embedded rocksSnow white curls on the flowing tideA morning walk with my dog Sunlight glaring off the water’s surfaceRefracted light making pools of colorGhosts of shadows line the rock…

Books Reviews

By Soham Deb On a moonlit night, the shadows of the rows of trees on the roof fell on the floor, creating patterns like a dreamscape alpona.” — My Growing Years, Rabindranath Tagore (tr. Somudranil Sarkar) Tagore is one of…

Education

Examinations have been a staple of higher education for centuries, evaluating student learning and assessing academic progress. However, there’s a growing understanding that traditional examinations may not be the best path to measure student knowledge and skills. As technology advances,…