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Poetry

By: Sathya Narayana I know him for the past thirty years;a door-to-door flower vendor;short, lean, dark with gullible staresand a basket around his shoulders. ‘How much do you earn? ‘ once I askedway back in the eighties, if I’m right.‘Enough…

Poetry

By: Irma Kurti To awaken a forgotten love The voice of my memories called meto awaken an almost forgotten love;to feel the beat of my heart againin the city where we found each other. Something hits my chest like a…

Poetry

By: James Aitchison Do not bind me withsocial rope orpublic scorn.What is me is eternal.I do not clingto my physical body.I seek the farpossibilities,the silence of the wise,the pure energy of self,the mind at peace.How long have I waitedfor my…

Archaeology/HistoryEssay

By: James Aitchison Two men, both Edgars, born in the same year — 1875 — would become the most prolific authors of the twentieth century, creating two fictional characters that have never ceased to capture the world’s imagination — King…

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Poetry

By DJ Tyrer Apparently Apparently(It’s always ‘apparently’As a straight ‘yes’ or ‘no’ is never given)Our block is no longer recyclingPerhaps because the residents never botheredTo sort trash properlyMixing recycling and rubbish togetherPerhaps because the workers were too lazyTo put the…

Essay

By: Edmund Fulton Happiness, what is that even? And more importantly, how do you gain it? Some would say happiness can be found in buying a new, expensive car, or a bigger house. Others would say it is important to…

Essay

By: Edmund Fulton One life, that’s what you get. Not more, not less, so do something with it. Every day is another chance, so use it wisely. Don’t waste precious time being stuck in the past, sobbing over something you…

Poetry

By: Bruce Levine Focused on the refrainElongated phrasesLines like the symmetryOf a skyscraperPiercing the airToward the sunCasting shadowsAlong the sidewalksCreating new patternsBent by the crosswalksOf other shadowsFrom other towersWith geometric precisionIn a profusionOf pathwaysRenewed and refreshedBy the cascading lightOf another…

Archaeology/HistoryEssay

By James Aitchison Long before Ian Fleming, John Buchan, Graham Greene, Eric Ambler, Len Deighton and John le Carré, there was Erskine Childers.  His book, The Riddle of the Sands, published in May 1903, is arguably the first spy novel…