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Poetry

By: Bruce Levine The twelve days of Christmas Focused on the time That three wise men Travelled to Bethlehem Seeking the Nativity Bearing gifts for the child Born in a manger Destined to be a King Fulfilling the prophecy Of…

Fiction

By: Tom Ball      I said to my lover, Jane, “I will write a novel of our times. I had written a number of sci-fi of flash fiction books, short story books and a few novels and now I am…

Poetry

By: Enda Boyle Berryman in Dublin Thirty years later the Shakespearian scholar returned.Sporting a Falstaffian beard in search of a diffrent shadeThe city of his liteary idols became the ideal stageWith which to perform the role of the wisecrackingDrunken, firework-bright…

Poetry

By: Bruce Levine Christmas Images Snowflakes falling on frozen tree limbs Festooned now with red and goldCandy canes like peppermint soldiersHelp to guard the young and oldSilver bells and colored bright lightsHelping merry times unfoldSanta’s elves bring yuletide magicTelling stories…

Essay

By: Ramlal Agarwal Arundhati Roy’s debut novel, The God of Small Things, won the Booker Prize in 1997 and sold millions of copies worldwide. It was an extraordinary achievement for an Indian writer, and readers of Indian writing in English…

Poetry

By John RC Potter Angel…Beautiful little angel.I cannot.I will not.Every day in the newsI see your beautiful photo,and I read the horrible headlines;but I cannot go any further.I refuse to read the details.Suffice it to say this:A beautiful little angel…

Poetry

By: Bruce Levine Frozen embers Icicles outlining The skyline of cities Rooftops covered with snow Drifts blown across highways Festooning the landscape In marshmallow white While barren fields That once grew corn Reaching for the sky Replaced with snow mountains…

Archaeology/HistoryEssay

By James Aitchison Thomas Ince was the “Father of the Western” and made 800 silent movies.  He pioneered the disciplined, assembly-line system of movie making.  He was the first man who produced more than one film a week.  He built…

Poetry

By: Gulshan Ara Is our planet on its course to a perilous journey?Planet Earth, being born five billion years agoOrbiting around the sun ever sinceNow seem to be on its course to a perilous journey! There seems to be a…

Poetry

By: Mahathi THE PRIEST How fortunate you’re O our holy priest;You stay always so nigh to Almighty.Before the dawn, you bathe, and turn to eastTo pray the Sun and Mother Gayathri. You bathe the deities, apply sandal woodSmooth paste, adorn…