By Ian Copestick Sweet suburbia on a summer evening, families sitting in front of their houses, getting ready for the 8'O'Clock applause to thank the N.H.S. The British people standing as one, now that there's a common foe. Perhaps this is it, that fabled blitz and Dunkirk spirit, that helped us fight alone against … Continue reading The Spirit
Poems by Ken Allan Dronsfield
Reddish Eventide As the sky turns from a light gray to orange. streetlamps now hang albeit a fallow pale Bluebirds gather upon the wires and poles the morning sun makes feathers feel warm coot and cormorant soar down the shoreline white terns hastily skim along wave crests large fishing boats race to leave the harbor … Continue reading Poems by Ken Allan Dronsfield
“The Invisible Spirit”
By Ahmad Al-Khatat The night is long, long as the stars are falling apart and so my tears are the rain on the child cheeks I thought that love would make us lucky, and happy until I realized that one of us must pretend that I'm dead Trust was the most beautiful word we have had … Continue reading “The Invisible Spirit”
My Relationship With The Last Day Of My Life
By Ahmad Al-khatat Lately I started having a close relationship with the last day of my life right after, death will collect my spirit somewhere near the broken gates of hell I recalled two young girls, laughing like headless chickens in the cage of Animal Farm, while George Orwell is alerting them from the danger … Continue reading My Relationship With The Last Day Of My Life
Academy of the Heart And Mind 