Echoes I dreamed a dream in my dead sleep, But I dreamt not of my weightless limping cry. I dreamed of hope, on their palms they balanced the scenery, scenery of a better tomorrow. I hear many voices, Like its said a madman hears. I hear trees talking, Like its said a medicine man hears. Maybe am a medicine man, hearing, taking saps. For the voices are luring me to walk where springs and fountain unite in solitude. In the damp half light, dream wakes and the voices fade, now they become shadows that cling unto each other, but kiss the air only, only beneath the moonlight, where the waters tide blows them under. Fear squats at the feets of the faithful , And the sharp cries cut keen as knives. The souls of men are stepped in stupor, And pain shudder shoulders, even to the bones. The drunkard drink of the spell of beguilness And tonight men eagerly drink from the bottle of greed. But turn now brothers, turn upon your side Where we will settle to the sleep of the innocent. ©®Precious Moses Country:Nigeria
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Poetry from Stephen House
now
i adjusted my attitude
in a quick thought this morning
as i’m one for immediate changes
slowing down new directions
is a waste of time usually
when enthusiasm is exploding in now
i’ve been thinking lately
about how quickly time departs us
another year is now nearing its end
and with the speed that it’s travelling
paired with a major new issue
my life could pass by fast as well
i sit outside under a kind sprawling tree
and chat with a magpie now my friend
we share our dreams with the sky
as the wind blows out tunes
while a parrot watches closely
with interest
in a house nearby i hear people fighting
screaming loud is now not what i need
traffic speeds past me
hip hop music beats blast
a kid dances
and people gather and clap
a skinny guy at a café
who i’m getting to know
says things aren’t too good for him now
i show concern for his angst
so he asks me to sit down
and shows me photos of his cheating lover
a musician and i chat outside of the cafe
and have coffees i buy now’s my shout
we laugh at stories we make up
share some secrets we’ve kept
the skinny guy joins our table
and cries
Stephen House has won many awards and nominations as a poet, playwright, and actor. He’s had 20 plays produced with many published by Australian Plays Transform. He’s received several international literature residencies from The Australia Council for the Arts, and an Asialink India literature residency. He’s had two chapbooks published by ICOE Press Australia: ‘real and unreal’ poetry and ‘The Ajoona Guest House’ monologue. His next book drops soon. He performs his acclaimed monologues widely. Stephen’s play, ‘Johnny Chico’ ran in Spain for 4 years.
Poetry from Shamsiya Khudoynazarova Turumnova
Sky in my Chest I will only sing to you, Hazan drew my heart. May my sad lines smile, Writing my heart because it was written. I look at you from my poems, My broken smile slipped from my lips. I look forward to the days I have seen I will find a way to every awake soul. Dead minds don't know me Anyway, he goes to his carelessness. They feel a sense of pride, Relying on malice and ignorance. The strangeness that makes them old, Self-indulgent malice. The rush of time makes me grow, Simple phrases that teach philosophy. Years do not spare Latif's face, One day my autumn will knock on the door. If I go, from right to left like my living eye, My living words will miss you! Shamsiya Khudoynazarova Turumovna (February 15, 1973) was born in Uzbekistan. Studied at the Faculty of Journalism of Tashkent State University (1992-1998). She took first place in the competition of young republican poets (1999). Four collections of poems have been published in Uzbekistan: “Leaf of the Heart” (1998), “Roads to You” (1998), “The Sky in My Chest” (2007), “Lovely Melodies” (2013). She wrote poetry in more than ten genres. She translated some Russian and Turkish poets into Uzbek, as well as a book by Yunus Emro. She lived as a political immigrant with her family for five years in Turkey and five years in Ukraine. Currently lives in Switzerland. Married, mother of five children. It was not possible to publish poems and translations written by the poet in the next ten years.
Story from Makhfiratkhon Abdurakhmonova
Never Lose Hope: The Inspiring Story of a Cancer Survivor Emily was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer at the young age of 28. Her world came crashing down as she heard the news from her doctor. She had always been a health-conscious person and this news shattered her completely. The first few weeks were tough, Emily underwent multiple surgeries and chemotherapy sessions. But as time passed, her condition started to deteriorate, and she started to lose hope. She felt like giving up on life altogether. One day, while lying in bed feeling helpless and hopeless, Emily stumbled upon a quote that said, "Never lose hope, miracles happen every day." These words struck a chord with her and she decided to hold on to hope. Despite being weak, Emily started going for walks every morning. She would take each day as it came and tried to stay positive amidst all the chaos. Slowly but surely, her condition started improving. After months of treatment and perseverance, Emily was declared cancer-free! Her journey wasn't easy but she never lost hope. Her story is an inspiration for all those who are going through tough times. Even when life seems unbearable and everything feels like it's falling apart, remember to never lose hope. Remember that miracles can happen every day if you hold on tightly enough. Keep moving forward one step at a time because you never know what tomorrow may bring! Author: Makhfiratkhon Abdurakhmonova from Uzbekistan 🇺🇿
Makhfiratkhon Abdurakhmonova, born in 2004 in Uzbekistan, is a remarkable individual with an impressive list of achievements. She has been an International teacher of English for four years and holds various language certifications, including CEFR (UZB)-C1, International ESOL-B2, SAYLOR ACADEMY-C1, and EFSET-C2.
Makhfiratkhon is also a holder of over 70 international certificates and is a member of approximately 35 international organizations. She has completed more than 65 paid courses from international universities and has earned the prestigious IBM $1200 badge. Notably, she completed Arizona State University’s 150-hour TESOL certificate course.
Her academic excellence has led to acceptance into esteemed universities such as North Texas University, Barry University, and St. Johns University. Makhfiratkhon is the recipient of the University Incentive Scholarship.
Aside from her academic pursuits, Makhfiratkhon is a founder of several projects and has participated in around 50 international conferences. She has translated several books and served as a delegate for Asia World Model National Model Offline Conference. Makhfiratkhon also won an International MUN internship and became an ambassador for SGAP Leaders. She is a fellow member of ERU and a member of ISRES.
Makhfiratkhon’s passion for making a difference extends beyond academia. She serves as a Child Rescue Ambassador for IQRA Foundation and a Child Advisor for Glory Future Foundation. Additionally, she is an ambassador for Greenpeace organization and an ACCA member.
She actively participates in various clubs and organizations such as Global Friends Club, IHRC (International Human Rights Commission), FIAG (Foundation for International Affairs and Governance), IAAC (International Association for Advancement in Computing Education), Gurukshetra Foundation, Borsiba International Organization, and INERY.
Makhfiratkhon is also a Global Youth Ambassador and a volunteer for the Movers Program. She has completed courses in TOEFL iBt from the University of California and Food and Health from Stanford University.
Furthermore, Makhfiratkhon has represented Uzbekistan as a delegate for ‘Best Diplomats’ in Thailand, Malaysia, and the United Arab Emirates. She is a volunteer for ‘Quyosh nuri’ and serves as a coordinator for IHRC in Uzbekistan.
Her passion for peace and social initiatives is evident through her role as a Global Peace Ambassador for Iqra Foundation and as the coordinator of Iqra Foundation in Uzbekistan. She is also an ambassador and representative of IHRC in Uzbekistan.
Makhfiratkhon’s dedication to personal development extends to various other areas. She holds two TEFL certificates, is an Independent Travel Manager for Dreamport Company, a VIP member and representative of Borsiba International Organization, and a Global Youth Ambassador for Global Youth Conference Dubai-2023. She also serves as a Country President of Iqra Foundation Global in Uzbekistan, an Ambassador of 21st DigiSkillz, and a Global Education Ambassador.
With her exceptional achievements, Makhfiratkhon Abdurakhmonova embodies the true spirit of ambition, determination, and commitment to lifelong learning. Her contributions to education, humanitarian causes, and global awareness are commendable, making her an inspiration to many aspiring individuals around the world.
Art from Channie Greenberg
Agricultural Paradise
Climb
Delayed Yield
Farm Valley
Fertile
Grand
Hidden Home
Vineyards
Wild Oats in Urban Field
Within Reach
Photography from Isabel Gomez de Diego
Poetry from J.J. Campbell
young lost men demons lost angels left to dangle in the wind they find homes in the brains of young lost men a simple host that provides everything a demon needs until a woman comes along some maturing happens and then all hell breaks loose the rebellion resembles a prison riot of sorts and from experience soften and give in ----------------------------------------------------------------- be one with your desire a passing rain shower your beauty as easy as the pain dance naked in the shadows regret, the last thought that enters the brain don't try just live be one with your desire close your eyes and let forever grasp your will to live no one knows the future even the gods you talk to every night before bed just don't pick the shortest straw ----------------------------------------------------------- tennis do any of your dreams come true does that beautiful woman ever say hello do those legs go on for miles and miles does the moon howl at anything do the flowers still grow this late in the year does she ever kiss you goodnight do the ghosts visit you as well does this music mean i'm going to hell do you understand what pain really is does the drugs even touch your soul do you know when the game is tonight does your favorite team ever win do you ever gamble on cricket does this poem make any fucking sense do you even care does it matter do you know the answer does anyone ------------------------------------------------------------------------- still feels like fucking summer here come the ghosts, slutty nurses, witches, ghouls, goblins, awkward superheroes and red wagons full of candy when i was a kid, it was always cold on halloween now, it still feels like fucking summer just my luck i'm old, diabetic, and none of those "cool" costumes will fit all that candy would probably kill me anyway there are certainly days where i'm willing to take the chance ------------------------------------------------------------------------ a lost soul that looks like i see a young woman in glasses looking over at me i've been told that my flirting is going to get me arrested one day don't let these intense, murderous eyes fool you i'm just a lost soul that looks like a creep a child that was never loved enough a poet, a hopeless romantic that wants to believe in a world that constantly says no
J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) is old enough to know where the bodies are buried. He’s been widely published over the years, most recently at The Rye Whiskey Review, Disturb the Universe Magazine, Carcinogenic Poetry, Lothlorien Poetry Journal and Horror Sleaze Trash. You can find him on most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)