BABUR – Jhelum Tribedi
There stand the hills, drunk with the silence of your eyes.... You open your eyes to rhythm breathing in ...
There stand the hills, drunk with the silence of your eyes.... You open your eyes to rhythm breathing in ...
The Dreaming Machine
Writing and visual arts from the world.
Selection from “Tempi che sono… (The times being what they are...) /Zeiten wie…/ Kohē që janë…”, Gentiana Minga's new trilingual collection ...
She had long legs for a Japanese, at least for what I imagined Japanese women were like, and that’s ...
Australantis there’s a whole ocean filled with sand between what was and what will be where fish grows ...
1 I'm just a girl from Tripoli Naive and sometimes wicked I let half of my friends burn in my ...
On Their Heavenly Vault You stretch your hand towards the night sky Shifting around the heavenly bodies with ...
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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