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Poets Celebrate Autumn at "Handshake of the Republics" Festival

World poets celebrated autumn in the IV International teleconference at "Handshake of the Republics" festival conducted at Kazan, Tatarstan, across the continents of Europe, Asia, Africa and Oceania. Within the framework of the IV International teleconference of the musical and poetic festival "Handshake of the

Love for Life – Poetry from Italy

Love for life It’s a window always lit In the colder dark of nights. Francesca Patitucci, an Italian poetess and author, shares her poetry Francesca Patitucci, an Italian poetess and author, born in Calabria, lives in Salerno (Campania – Italy). She has been writing for several years, especially poetry. She is

The Egotistical Sublime – Mystic Poetry from India

Stiff like water, humans precious Their egotistical sublime Unlike a river, Like a horse of a long race, Leaves a lot of space For kindness and grace. Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, a renowned poet and writer from Chandigarh, India, shares his mystic poetry Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, based in Chandigarh, is an Indian poet and

Never Prayed Before – A Poem from Odisha, India

Oh Lord! Never have I urged Before your Highest Court To change things Upside – down Dr. Bhawani Shankar Nial, renowned poet from Odisha state of India, shares his poem Internationally acclaimed poet Dr. Bhawani Shankar Nial was born on 6th July 1968 in Kalahandi district, Odisha state of India. He is also a Human

The Eternal Downfall

Let the first rain of the Earth falls once again for ten million years Let it take rest after three and a half hundred years of creation To wash away the mountains of blood Ten thousand years later The history will repeat itself The purest water stream devoids of germ sterile meadow And without presence of