Our fresh table, prepared with sincerity
A lively story unfolds
It seems like a dinner where the water color will fade…
Ms. Han Ina, a poetess from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, shares her poem
Poet Han Ina was born in Cheongju, Chungcheongbuk-do, South Korea. She graduated from Cheongju National University of
Unraveled stories,
Strand by strand,
Braiding their ribboned hair…
Mr. Oh Young-ho, a poet from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, shares a poem
Oh Young-ho, a poet from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, made his literary debut in 1986 through Sijo Literature. He has received the Korean Sijo Criticism Literature Award and the
The heavy steel door slammed shut with a chilling echo. In the heart of a remote tunnel, David and Aisha froze. The faint sound of dripping water punctuated the eerie silence, but the real horror crept in when David twisted the handle. It didn’t budge.
“We’re locked in,” he murmured, his voice tight with
One crisp autumn morning, as fallen leaves crunched under his feet, David pursed his lips to whistle his favorite melody. But something was wrong. The sound came out faint and broken, not the clear, bright tune he was accustomed to
A Short Story from Sweden, based on a true event
By Abdullah Usman Morai
Every morning, David took his
Bright wet eyes
I saw those eyes
Completely pervaded by blinding light
Where I mirrored without veils.
I still have them inside of me,
Hidden in a secret place of my body,
Where no one can get in.
Beyond the infinity of that look,
Your happiness
The one I gave you
The one we could breathe
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