Taro Hokkyo’s End of the dog race The rowdiness did not stop today in the port city. Opening the door made of black iron, Giorgio returned to his room. He walked on the wooden floor, which was covered with a fake wood grain. The floor creaked with each step. HeContinue Reading
Makhfiratkhon Abdurakhmonova is a name that has been making waves in the education world. Born in Uzbekistan in 2004, Makhfiratkhon has already achieved more than most people could dream of achieving in a lifetime. One of her notable achievements is being a 4-year international teacher of English. She has alsoContinue Reading
Journey of the Epic Hero: A Critique of SUDHAKAR GAIDHANI’S “Mahaavaakya”, Devdoot The Angel, Canto II Dr.TAMALI NEOGI, India “Seabirds are especially compelling to us humans…being that they are perfectly at home in a location so alien and hostile to us-their mysterious experience is what, paradoxically, makes such rich metaphors…birdsContinue Reading
The egg and sons of light Interpreter’s word Soul means the power of breath consciousness (REVIEW ON SUDHAKAR GAIDHANI’S EPIC POEM “DEVDOOT THE ANGEL” Canto-4) A wealth of images, parables and homilies, teachings that overwhelm the reader’s mind, this is the deep impression that the Sudhakar Gaidhani’s Devdoot the Angel,Continue Reading
Gale Acuff : Selected Poems Sometimes when you die you’re only dead I say to my Sunday School teacher after class this morning, the Resurrection’s what it was all about and I get to do what Jesus did, rise from the dead, but in Heaven, not here on Earth, andContinue Reading
Why Do The Elephants Dance Michael Hislop Why do the elephants dance Carefree and Wild Under the wide expanses Endless miles And countless stars Why do the elephants dance Trumpeting their Praise Swinging in the rain Amen, The Creator Why do the elephants dance Wearing long years Growing memories CountingContinue Reading
I don’t want to die but then again I’m Gale Acuff usually always up for something new but I could live to be 100, that’s not exactly new, I’ll be very old before I’m new, even new again, like I was when I was born so maybe when I’m newlyContinue Reading
Mother Kuvonchbek Gaybullayev Sometimes I can’t tell the truth, However, I don’t want to tell a lie. Dear mother, I go away from myself, I cannot come back to my personality. Dear mother, my life beats in my chest, The alarm clock of my justice rings. When I go farContinue Reading