By: Sai Diwan “The poet has become a lost voice on the horizon, a cultural presence and prophetic voice we imagine still exists, but is not really near at hand.” Many have […]
Book Review: Poetry In The Age of Impurity
Story: THE PRIEST AND THE SHAMAN
By: Gaither Stewart With a pretty face but a tendency toward heavy thighs, fat arms and a roll around her tummy, sixteen year-old Eliana had gradually stopped eating. Last June, with the […]
Jaipur Lit Fest 2014 Programme goes Live
The programme for Jaipur Literature Festival 2014 is now live on the festival’s website! Visitors can look forward to sessions such as Story of a Death Foretold with Oscar Guardiola-Riviera, Serendip with […]
Spiritual Nature
By: Raymond Greiner Frequently we make an observation describing something as natural. A child is given opportunity to learn a musical instrument. Then this student displays unusual adaptability to the instrument becoming […]
Poem: Boombox
By: Amal Lucerne blare blare blare please shift gear, beams misplaced stage lights jamming illicit slicked back jaundice hey, i’ll call you, mantra
Poem: Georgia
By: Amal Lucerne Georgia has no visions of lighthouse battles in May or of damp mongols crooning underneath a swarm of moonlight wraiths laughing beyond the chair-snaps consumptive and withering Georgia has no […]
Poem: How They Designed their Misery
By: ’Deji W. Adesoye That claim, they opportuned my lay To the smart siege By which the devil from Hades was slain That walk like gold-merchant through Arcades of gold-freaks decked at […]
History to dominate at the 2014 Jaipur Literature Festival
This month’s Jaipur Literature Festival is set to shine a spotlight on the past as the annual event welcomes leading historians from across the globe. This was mentioned in a press statement. […]
Poem: Silhouettes of another dawn
By: Vaisakh E. Hari I pulled myself up the clouds Burned down the world in their sleep Turns out I was the one in the dream And I was left with nowhere […]
Poem: The Burning Meadow: A DEJA VU
By: Vaisakh E. Hari Sitting on a cliff overlooking a meadow, I am suffocated by the chain forged by myself, deep in the insecurities of my mind. The price of my safety […]
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