I remember my temper Looking at the clock as I start the month of September As me and my family were together I felt…
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Tag: poetry
The Carving
Branches of the trees don a rusted palette, The sharp air prickles throats, River water glimmers as it reflects the sky, turning to steel, It…
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Nottingham Poetry Festival 2020: Panel discussion in defence of poetry
The Nottingham Poetry Festival has returned, but this time it has been delivered online and all events are free of charge. Different workshops, performances and…
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Relativity by Ishita Sharma
There was an incident in geography class once, in fifth grade, when Chhavi couldn’t point out north east when our teacher asked us where Tripura…
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For an old friend by I.V. Moon
As the sun came up We were still awake On the phone, You played me Fur Elise on the ukulele. I cried when I thought…
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The Most Astounding Fact in the Universe by Ishita Sharma
I once saw on TV a scientist who was speaking generally about science-y things and generally speaking I am not a science person and while…
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The Reason Why Writers Choose This Life by Ishita Sharma
The reason why writers choose this life, It’s the freedom, no pressure, and ink pots as wife. Paper as husband and stories as child, Catharsis,…
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Sunflower and Roses by Ishita Sharma
I remember how we were taught in grade five that vegetation of all sorts inhabits this planet; there are tall, sturdy banyans, and tiny, fragile…
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I don’t (self) care by Sebastian Noël
Every time I have the gall to feel dissatisfaction At the cataclysmic pass rate I’ve achieved That familiar advice pops into my inbox The one…
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Fire by Polly Jean Harrison
Someone once said that the world would end in fire. The heat and rage would take us all away And we would be nothing, finally…
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