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Book Review: Twinkling of Stars

The South Asian Association for Regional Cooperation (SAARC), established in 1985 under the visionary leadership of leaders like President Ziaur Rahman of Bangladesh and President Hussain Mohammad Ershad, aims to foster economic, social, and cultural development among South Asian nations. Its objectives include promoting regional prosperity,

Book Review: The Oath … of Memory

Each poem in Alexandra Ochirova’s new book “The Oath” reminds us that the heroism of the Great Patriotic War is a moral duty that still lives within human consciousness and responsibility. By Margarita All Alexandra Ochirova’s new book “The Oath” is a work that deserves philosophical reflection within

Poetry: Seeking Life’s Wisdom

We search for life’s hidden meaning, Unraveling the secrets unseen. Miss Neeta J. Lalwani, a poetess from Ulhasnagar, India shares her two Sindhi poems with English translation Neeta J. Lalwani is based in Ulhasnagar, Thane, Maharashtra state of India. By profession, she is teacher. Her poems are published in Hindvasi

Nostalgia – A Poem from Korea

Nostalgia Insects’ cries, Even the weeping of blood, Fade away on the wooded hills, Each night silence sweeps over them like waves across a desert. The nostalgia soaked into my body paints my old hometown The rice field ridges, The furrowed ditches. When twilight brims over, Children who tended and herded

Taxi – Poetry from Azerbaijan

TAXI I put the small sum of money I had earned the day before On the toughened palm Of a pale-faced taxi driver. Taxi, take me, Deliver me To the silent yesterdays To the happy yesterdays On the wings of the butterfly. I have a letter to the dead ones. *** This is neither the first nor the last The