What is death? It is going back to nothingness. Everything was created after the big bang. When we are alive and gathering consciousness, we are moving away from the center of the creative mass.
I am the last man on this planet to doubt man’s intelligence, much less his wisdom, to think that he does not know what he is up to. It
I invited for dinner all the sleep’s dreams
To see who spoke with the heart
I circled around them, close I came
I called the sweetest dream by name.
Shire Dhima, a poetess, born in Albania, and currently based in Greece, shares her poetry
Shire Dhima was born on January 27, 1963 in Kuçovë (Albania). She
We must love, develop our homeland, right here, because to love the homeland means to love freedom, life, and our language written in golden letters by patriots
Going away, moving away, moving, separation, hugging, saying goodbye, are the frequent words of these days, of the last months, of the last years.
I saw it last
Rituals are the password and key to the wonderful novel (The Devil of Al-Khidr) by the writer Muhammad Ibrahim Taha, those rituals that start from the first scene and never go away through the pages of the novel, which relies on a rural popular memory.
But before entering the novelistic text, we must question the title, as Al-Khidr in the
No amount of tears
Can repair the hemorrhage.
Healing is not always glorious.
Though light guides and softens pain,
It can singe as a wildfire.
Barbara Leonhard, a poet from USA, shares her poetry
Barbara Leonhard is the author of the best-selling Three-Penny Memories: A Poetic Memoir (EIF, 2022) and co-author with
