Poetry by Damian Robin
The Wu Wei-ter The Contemporary Artist The Modern Artist On a Wind-brushed Night
Read moreDetailsThe Wu Wei-ter The Contemporary Artist The Modern Artist On a Wind-brushed Night
Read moreDetailshttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tf-_d7iaRAs&feature=youtu.be The Art of Zhen, Shan, Ren (Truth, Compassion, Tolerance) International Exhibition is an extraordinarily moving, intimate and inspiring...
Read moreDetailsBy Joshua Philipp The winds of change, so soft they blow. In the blink of an eye, a thousand years....
Read moreDetailsLi Jinyu is an artist living in Brooklyn, New York. Her paintings are strongly influenced by her practice of Falun...
Read moreDetailsBy Dan Skorbach I sit with you the silent moon of May, After the chores of day are soundly sleeping....
Read moreDetailsEvan Mantyk is President of The Society of Classical Poets. He is a poet, writer, and English teacher in the...
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Read moreDetailsBy Evan Mantyk The Apocalypse: what would it look like? Half the people now gone, When the gods’ dike That...
Read moreDetailsHeaven’s Gate Opens After History’s Long March Over 7,000 years of human civilization, how many heroes have taken the stage?...
Read moreDetailsThe American poet Robert Frost was born on March 26, 1874, in San Francisco, CA. He spent his first 40...
Read moreDetailsBy Evan Mantyk Get this thing out of my mind, It should never undermine, It should go and let me...
Read moreDetailsBy Joshua Philipp We laid in mud at sorrow’s end, in a land of woeful souls. It’s a place where...
Read moreDetails. Lepanto Editor's Note: Don John of Austria, or Don Juan de Austria, (1547-1578) was half-brother to King Philip II of Spain...
Read moreDetailsA hunchbacked man, at least a hundred years old Hobbles by as I wait for the train, I brace for...
Read moreDetailsSo Far Beyond This The God of This World to his Prophet The Flautist of North Station
Read moreDetailsHelenium Prayer Flags No Cheeks Turn I'm Sorry
Read moreDetailsThe Moon Journey The Goddess of Night
Read moreDetailsPrimordial Nostalgia Crossing Samsara Why Do We Live? Look Up, Hannah Reverence
Read moreDetails. The Tyger Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame...
Read moreDetailsI love this poem, Paul, because of how well it describes and explains one of the most uniquely beautiful places…
Joe, I love your interpretation - as far as I'm concerned" a gold-digging young gigolo who attaches himself to a…
Urszula, what an imaginative limerick! That is something Poe might have done! Sorry to be so late seeing this.
Agreed, Urszula! Thank you for commenting.
When I was in the U.K. I heard that "poodle" could mean a henpecked or subservient husband, and by extension…
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