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Make beleive
Three poems trace addiction, exile, loneliness, and memory through surreal images where writing becomes a ritual of survival.
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Three poems trace addiction, exile, loneliness, and memory through surreal images where writing becomes a ritual of survival.
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So keep your candles burningAnd make her journey bright and pureThat she will keep returningAlways and forever– Nick Cave, Into my Arms When a man who has lost his two…

As summer arrives, bringing with it long, lazy days perfect for diving into a good book, we turn our attention to the rich literary tradition of Flanders. What other way…

I met Ramiz Beka beside the National Theatre building, which no longer exists. Before we sat down at a café along the pedestrian street, he asked me in great detail…

“Poetry has been and still is a means: it has made my life easier, as an alternative way of living, especially when I needed it the most, in my early…

Here I rest, in South Georgia. A few feet of evolution away lie the graves of whale hunters, pointing north. A white fence shields them from elephant seals and their…

Our Dangerous Sweetness By Amir Rabiyah When I hear the news, another one of us has been killed my heart constricts I reach with a frantic grief towards a soothing…

In Flanders Fields By John McCrae In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely…