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The Moratorium by Himanshu Ranjan

I am a woodpecker –my bleeding blacksmithcontinues to chisel outthe hard metamorphicinvisible crust.the light haunts,the tea needs warmth andlacks a stir.my skull feels theoutside pressure.I try to rinse out the mind,longing for the juicy coprawhose taste remains forgotten.but all that...

Poem A Day Writing Prompt 27 June

1 rule: SUBMIT YOUR BEST WORK “The absurd new normal” use the form below to submit For more info about A Poem A Day click here

Poem A Day Writing Prompt 26 June

1 rule: SUBMIT YOUR BEST WORK “Feeding the hand that bites you” use the form below to submit For more info about A Poem A Day click here

The history of Mangaung by Rethabile Masilo

The forgotten ones are with us in these woodlands: a crunch underfoot, the time it takes memory to go back in history