No dappled gray, no liver chestnut, no dark bay – Five poems by Helen Wickes
SUNDAY AFTERNOON OUTSIDE Rain zithering off the rooftops of cars, azaleas ablaze on the porch are hot-pink zealots ...
SUNDAY AFTERNOON OUTSIDE Rain zithering off the rooftops of cars, azaleas ablaze on the porch are hot-pink zealots ...
Azrael’s Call – Hamiruddin Middya Apr 9, 2021 Translated from the Bengali by Rinita Roy The hurricane lamp ...
These poems are selected from a short anthology titled Natura d’altri mondi - Poetica russa a cavallo tra XX e ...
We live in a world of marvellous objects – that glitter and shine and amuse us for moments; and ...
This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,— The simple news that Nature told, With tender ...
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STABAT MATER Iuxta crucem Saturday Maurizio calls from Caracas. It’s 10 PM in Italy. There is desperation in his voice. ...
THE NIGHT OF GOGH Many years, after many many years... When, on canvas, myriad colours and water had breathed impressions ...
The Baptist Camp was way back in the country, on Highway T, out past Buckhorn and Deerlick, down ...
From Astarte’s Facebook page, article by Astarte editorial staff, published on 16 March, 2021. In Morocco, as in ...
The eighteen years I lived in the Amazon, fighting alongside with and for the indigenous people in the defense ...
HAIR IN THE WIND we invite all poets from all countries to be part of the artistic-poetic performance HAIR IN...
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