Literary Yard

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Essay

Sun Tzu and Entertainment: Predator[i]’s Dillon Betrayal By: Andrew Nickerson In military history/tactics/strategy, many names have risen/fallen over the ages, the reasons for the latter running the gamut from technology to politics. However, one name has endured every such trial…

Fiction

By: Rupesh Ullal Kulapuram 1I was in Mangalore, a coastal town in Southern India. A vacation I would cherish each time I remembered it, without hesitation.The town hadn’t changed much over the years, at least not since the Millennium, if…

Poetry

By: James Aitchison Are you to save them all?Are you to carry every burden?Know that every man isable to save himself,should he choose to.Every man must conquerhis own path.The barriers facing himare not yours to remove.Is there no mercy?Are there…

Literary criticism

By James Aitchison He was called a “book factory”, writing more than 600 novels using 28 different pseudonyms.  Some critics shunned him, but readers loved him.  They lapped up 80 million copies of his work — in 25 languages! John…

Books ReviewsDrama

By: Azmat Ali The 19th century in Europe was a period of profound transformation and rapid change in industrialization, urbanization, politics, and intellectual movements. These shifts caused art and literature to turn away from Romanticism toward realism and naturalism. Industrialisation…

Poetry

By: Bruce Mundhenke In that moment there was beauty,That words could never tell,Born out of a longing,The gift, a gift of joy,Eternal gift,Not to be forgotten,By the giver or receiver,A present that bindsOur past and futureInto now,And brings a gladnessAnd…

Archaeology/HistoryEssay

By James Aitchison Meet Elizabeth Báthory, the Hungarian noblewoman who is said to have tortured and murdered 650 female victims and bathed in their blood.  Her motivation?  The search for eternal youth.  But was she really a serial killer in…

Poetry

By: Jim Bates Train whistle blowingClicitty clacking alongChasing the sunset. Hot summertime bluesHigh heat and humidityLike a sauna. Deep into JulyGardens bright in hot sunshineSummer in full bloom. Summertime sunriseHazy orange sun looks ominousHot heat kind of day.

Poetry

By John Grey BREAKDOWN USA We’re broken down in the middle of nowherethough you insist this is Iowa.I no longer believe in mapslike I no longer have faith hi American manufacturing.A ribbon of smoke rises from the car’s engine.I imagine…

Poetry

By: Miss Debbie Ann Tunstall. Would they notice the fogsettling, brushed lightly over my punnet? Maybe if I become older, wiserthey’ll buff me finely until I shine. If I cracked, would they care, mend me back together with surgical hands?…