Edgar Lee Masters Down Into This Land- release in February 2022
ANNOUNCEMENT: Edgar Lee Masters’ Selected Poetry edited by Ryan Guth.
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The Quiescence of Lexeme: A Book Review by Semeen Ali
Book review of Jhilam Chattaraj’s Noise Cancellation by Poetry and Fiction editor at Muse India, Semeen Ali.
My Father Steals a Jackfruit by Jagari Mukherjee
A selection from our upcoming Hunger- An Anthology by Indian poet Jagari Mukherjee.
Not Coral but Agate by Jagari Mukherjee
Elegant tribute to Edgar Allan Poe from Indian poet Jagari Mukherjee
A Message by Tali Cohen Shabbtai
Tali Cohen Shabbtai writes a poetic message of forgiveness.
Ekphrastic Poetry Then and Now by Lidia Chiarelli
Lidia Chiarelli (Torino, Italy). Artist and writer, co-founder, with Aeronwy Thomas, of the art-literary Movement Immagine & Poesia (2007). Award -winning poet. Five nominations to Pushcart Prize, USA. Her poems are translated multilingually. One of the most interesting aspects of today’s poetry is Ekphrastic Poetry. The term “ekphrastic” originates from a Greek expression for description. According to the Oxford […]Read Post ›
We Will Disappear by Sherzod Komil Khalil
If you go along breaths in the bank of the river Bering in Sibir, you will run into a village Vatirkan, which is called by local Russian people Hatirka. This means in the chukcha language dry and narrow place. Who knows, maybe, it indicates to unfruitful ground of the village, which is situated in plain. […]Read Post ›
Seal of approval- an article by Tali Cohen Shabtai
New poem by Tali Cohen Shabtai on hte subject of editorialship
Money by Tali Cohen Shabtai
Tali Cohen Shabtai was born in Jerusalem, Israel, and is an international poet of high esteem with works translated into many languages. She is the author of three bilingual volumes of poetry, “Purple Diluted in a Black’s Thick”(2007), “Protest” (2012) and “Nine Years From You”(2018). A fourth volume is forthcoming in 2021. She has lived many […]Read Post ›
Sedition by Hirak Dasgupta
They were combing the city for weapons of mass destruction; little did they know that I was standing right there smack in the middle of the locked down city with my beating heart under my shirt How’s that for sedition?
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