By: JD DeHart I am thankful for social media and its constant reminder of our wiser choices, its flattering and unflattering images It’s truth Thank God for the landscape of disconnected lines that tie us to one another, without sight…

By: JD DeHart When we first arrived, we noted the flora and fauna, spoke with the wise queen and made sure to locate the dumpster When we first arrived, we communed with the ancient tree spirits that surrounded the canvas of…

By: Michael C. Keith The heavens call to you, and circle about you, displaying to you their eternal splendors, and your eye gazes only to Earth. –– Dante, 1300 “They’ll think we’re grotesque creatures given our eight legs and red…

By: Gaither Stewart I read recently that the conservative government of Hungary has projected a wall along the country’s southern border with Serbia to keep out clandestine Serbs who cross into Hungary in search of work. This prompted me to…

‘Scion of Ikshvaku’ by Amish Tripathi is all set to come out soon. Amish has already gained a lot of acceptance and goodwill through his famous Shiva trilogy that had a runaway success. But ‘Scion of Ikshvaku’ has to stand…

By: Matthew D. Laing Darhaven’s grey, lifeless walls have fallen to ruin. Weather beaten and eroded; mortar crumbling into fine powder; beams of an almost ancient wood soaked and rotting; muddied and impassible road winding up Winby’s Hill, all features…

The Amazon Books Editors’ picks for the Top 10 Best Books of the Year So Far are: H is for Hawk by Helen Macdonald: Enthralling from the first page, Macdonald’s gorgeously wrought prose describes a journey from crippling grief to something resembling…

By: Kousik Adhikari You have made me a history Cautiously hiding the scriptures That may cause you write again Of those lips or hands That denies my story of existence, Slow not to find that we shall speak again Of…

By: Kousik Adhikari The seasons of thought throughout the night Tease, taunt, and hunt me, Conscious of her universe Spilling from the sudden conviction That we are present after every withdrawal And still another poem possible. Perhaps the night Dogs…

By: Yuan Changming To sing a single song well, hopefully as Aloud as a pacific whale, whose call can Reach far beyond a continent, you have used All the strengths of your life, but tone-deaf And never able to carry…