Poem by: Vivek Mavi As I enter the office,a loud, strange click pierces the corridor,it is the biometrics. White lights overhead,exhausting, tasteless, much like Maurizio’s Comedian, a dull bore.The air, heavy with the musk of old carpet, an aged lore…. Continue Reading →
“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion.” – John Keating, Dead Poets Society Poetry—it’s more than just… Continue Reading →
Crafting a whole perspective into a few words isn’t easy, but my friend Cheryl has done it brilliantly in her upcoming book, “Earthly Days.” Cheryl Batavia, a retired teacher with an artistic soul and a deep passion for environmental conservation,… Continue Reading →
There is one mystic moment in everybody’s life where our separate ego-self dissolves into the vast mystery of the unknown. The feeling might be hard to explain but can only be described as ecstatic or something worthwhile. Not often, but… Continue Reading →