World Wide Writer Web Short Story Contest

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This year WorldWide WriterWeb is launching an important project: Short story Festival. Writers around the world can participate with one short story (around 2000 words or more) in English or translated into English. 

One recent profile picture (Large) of the author is must to participate. 

A short Bio of the author written in 3rd person narrative is also necessary. 

Submission address: worldwidewritersweb@gmail.com

***Submission of short story to this mail address will be considered as the explicit confirmation of author’s permission to publish his/her copyrighted materials in WorldWide WriterWeb.

***.pdf file will not be accepted.

***Contributions should be attached only in one single MS-WORD file.

***Selection of the short stories will be on literary merit. Decision of the selectors will remain final. 

***Copyright will remain to the author

***Publication will remain only online.

Poetry from Victor Ogan

Yearning

We are beating emotions, 
And because we are this
And names that breath
We want to rent the earth 
And air without 
Being choked by stares.

We pray that the colours
That wound round our skin
Tire of inheriting us
The prods of goads
And ta-ta-tas of stones.

Or is it you
Who must cease
Travelling down that bumpy road?

Hate is free
But that cruel master
Turns eyes into
Prowling and prancing slaves
Seeking hurt and prey.

So you can cease,
Cease travelling along
The path that splinters
And burns
And you can choose
The other road that says
We are all priceless. 

Then we all can live
As the wind
Not teetering on
Extinction’s face.

We want to belong
To the night as the day
Safe on silent streets
With distant stars
And scanty lamps
Hurt and the terror of it,
Absent as breath from corpses.


Origins

The earth bled out
Untainted & undeveloped tongues,
Interacting with the gift of mime,
They learnt the truth,
Good & evil, order & chaos.

They grew to the circumference of the earth,
Their blood remained red
But they sprouted languages & skin colours
Denying the roots of their birth.

The beating of their soft instruments sculpted into stone
Tumbling, crushing and falling upon the other
Each claiming a preminence of his own
That above his god & empire was the testimony of no other.

Yet, time has possessed a greater testimony, 
For do not most facts in their history,
Sleep underneath sepulchres
Of legends & myths & mystery?

Victor Ogan is a writer whose works focus on existential themes.

Poetry from Chris Butler

 Did a Real Person Write This?

Did a real person write this,

or was it created by an artificial mind?

Was that post you liked and shared 

with your friends and coworkers earlier

rendered together by super computers,

tracking and tracing the rhythms of your fingers

with algorithms?

As it writes languages in ones and zeroes,

we still spit every phonetical letter 

of the alphabet.

If He Writes

If a man writes three poems

for her,

he is in love.

If a man writes thirty poems

for her,

he is in love

with poetry.

If a man write three hundred poems

for her,

he is in love

with words.  

Color Blind

Color me your kind,

color me your tribe,

color me cursed with 

the dark mark of Cain, 

color me outside your lines,

color me what you see

through your white eyes

and into your grey mind,

just don’t color me

blind. 

The White Crane’s Twisted Neck

Pluck the down feathers,

and twist until it submits

and remains silent.

Billionaires in Space

In the beginning, apes 

were shot into space

as disposable primates.

Now, billionaires

want to be the humanoids

to kiss the sky, 

molest the sun

and exploit the void.

Earth is a far better place

when all of the oligarchs 

become lost in space. 

Chris Butler is an illiterate poet scribbling gibberish from the Quiet Corner of Connecticut. He has published 10 collections of poetry, including his most recent book “Beatitudes”. He is also the co-editor for The Beatnik Cowboy.

Call for Submissions – Poetry Anthology on Consciousness

𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 – 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲

PRISM OF CONSCIOUSNESS

We are thrilled to announce a call for submissions for the poetry anthology Prism of Consciousness. This anthology will accompany the upcoming VI INTERNATIONAL CONFERENCE OF THE CAESURAE COLLECTIVE SOCIETY, jointly organised by the Centre for Indian Arts and Cultural Studies (CIACS), Cooch Behar Panchanan Barma University, Department of English, Cooch Behar College (affiliated to the university), and Caesurae Collective Society in collaboration with Sri Vishnu Mohan Foundation, Chennai. The conference will be held from 9–11 April 2025 at Cooch Behar, the erstwhile princely state in West Bengal, India. 

The anthology seeks to weave a fabric of poetic expressions that resonate with the theme of consciousness—exploring the mind, the self, and the infinite cosmos—weaving together poetic voices that reflect on what it means to be aware, alive, and interconnected. 

INTERNATIONAL CONFERENCE OF THE CAESURAE COLLECTIVE SOCIETY

Date     : 9, 10, & 11 April 2025

Venue  : Cooch Behar College

Place    : Cooch Behar, the erstwhile princely state in West Bengal, India

THEME

Prism of consciousness—a profound interaction of thought, emotion, and awareness that shapes our experience of reality. We invite poets to explore this theme in all its dimensions:

A THOUGHT TO EXPLORE

   Mind and Self: Reflections on identity, awareness, and the inner workings of thought.

   Interconnectedness: The interplay between individual consciousness and the external world, including nature, society, and the cosmos.

   Altered States: Dreams, meditations, mystical experiences, and other states of awareness.

   Cultural Perspectives: Diverse interpretations of consciousness across traditions, philosophies, and spiritual practices.

   The Future of Consciousness: Technological influences, artificial intelligence, and the evolution of awareness.

SUBMISSION GUIDELINES

1. Eligibility: Open to poets worldwide. Submissions in English are preferred. 

2. Submission Limit: Up to three poems per person; one poem will be selected.

3. Format: Submissions must be in a single Word document, with each poem on a separate page. A high-resolution headshot photograph (JPEG format) is required.

4. Length: Individual poems should not exceed 37 lines. The bio should be a succinct biographical narrative of up to 111 words, written in the third person. 

5. Originality: Submissions must be original and unpublished works. We kindly request that you refrain from simultaneous submissions and choose to share your work exclusively with our anthology.

6. Declaration: Include a cover letter affirming that your submitted work is entirely your own and has not been published elsewhere.

7. Personal Information – Provide the following details in the body of your email: full name, postal address with landmark, email address, and mobile number.

SUBMISSION CONTENT

Your submission must include the following:

1. Poem(s)   

2. Bio

3. Photo 

4. Declaration

5. Personal Information

IMPORTANT 

1. Submissions will only be considered for selection once all five required items are provided as per the guidelines. 

2. The decisions of our selection process are final and irrevocable. 

SUBMISSION DETAILS

Deadline: 10th February 2025

Email: Orbindo.ganga@gmail.com

Subject Line: “Submission: Prism of Consciousness Anthology”

AVAILABILITY OF COPIES

1. For Co-authors: 

    Co-author may purchase copies at a discounted rate before publication. 

2. Paperback Price: 

    Market Price: Rs 600/- (for international authors: $60/-) plus delivery charges after publication.

Discounted Rate for Co-authors: Rs 480/- (for international authors: $45/-), including delivery charges before publication.

BOOK LAUNCH, POETRY READING, AND DISCUSSIONS

The book will be launched during the conference in Cooch Behar (West Bengal), with featured poets invited to participate in a special poetry reading session and discussions. 

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒 @ 𝐂𝐨𝐨𝐜𝐡 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐫

   Please note that the poetry reading session and discussion will include participants whose work has been selected for the anthology Prism of Consciousness.

  If your poem has been selected and you wish to participate in the conference at Cooch Behar, kindly email us. We will send you the registration form.

FOR REGISTRATION

Same as the conference email.

REGISTRATION FEE

Same as the conference registration fee.

Registration will close on 22nd February 2025. 

Join us in creating a poetic philharmonic that resonates across minds, hearts, and worlds.

For poetry anthology inquiries-

CONTACT

Email: orbindo.ganga@gmail.com

Whatsapp: + 91 9895290371

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ABOUT THE CONFERENCE

The conference is an interdisciplinary gathering of thinkers, researchers, philosophers, and artists, united in the pursuit of unraveling the mysteries of consciousness. It will feature academic sessions, poetry readings and discussions, book launches, music workshops, an exhibition based on the theme, lecture demonstrations, and cultural events. By linking this anthology to the conference, we aim to celebrate the poetic voice as an essential element in exploring human awareness.

The conference Paradigms of Consciousness and Its Cultural and Aesthetic Expressions seeks to investigate the diverse ways in which consciousness and spirituality are understood, experienced, and articulated across disciplines and cultures. Consciousness, as a complex and multifaceted phenomenon, transcends disciplinary boundaries, integrating philosophical, artistic, scientific, cultural and psychological perspectives. This conference offers a platform to explore these intersections, delving into the deep connections between the mind, self, and the world, as expressed through various cultural and aesthetic forms.

Selected papers will be published in a volume by an international publisher and in our ejournal: Caesurae: Poetics of Cultural Translation (ISSN 2454-9495)

▪  Please send your Abstracts in about 500 words to conferencecaesurae2025@gmail.com.

▪  Deadline: 20 February 2025

▪  Acceptance of Abstracts by 26 February 2025

▪  Registration process should be completed within 7 days of acceptance of Abstracts

▪  Registration Fees – Rs 2000 for participants in India and 25 $ for overseas participants + Caesurae Membership Fee – Annual (Rs 500 / $6 for overseas participants) / Life (Rs 5000/ $ 60 for overseas participants).

▪  Accommodation (On request) for twin sharing rooms: Rs 3500

(Registration fees will cover access to the plenaries and panels of the Conference, including the musical, literary and Zoom sessions of the international speakers, as well as a Participation Certificate. A working lunch will be provided and a conference kit.)

** It is mandatory to take Caesurae membership for participating in our conferences. If you are a Life Member you must only pay the Registration Fee. If you are an Annual Member and have not renewed your membership you either you become a Life Member or take an Annual Membership. 

▪  How to pay Registration fee and Membership fee?

Once we accept your abstract, we will send you our Bank details and a Google Form link. 

✓  For Registration and Caesurae Annual Membership: Rs 2500/-

✓  For Registration and Caesurae Life Membership: Rs 7000/-

✓  For Registration + Annual Membership + Accommodation: Rs 6000/-

✓  For Registration + Life Membership + Accommodation: Rs 10,500/-

CONFERENCE REGISTRATION FEE

Indian participants      –  ₹ 2500

Overseas participants  – $ 31 

CONTACT:

Email: conferencecaesurae2025@gmail.com

Whatsapp: + 91 8017147503

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Kind regards,

Orbindu Ganga 

Chief Editor 

PRISM OF CONSCIOUSNESS 

&

Member, Editorial Board

Caesurae Journal

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Poetry from Mesfakus Salahin

Smiling South Asian man with reading glasses and dyed orange-red hair. He's wearing a red and white striped shirt.

Story of Mystery

Here are your hairs.

They tell the story of mystery. 

They fly like a dream of a stranger.

They walk along my heartbeat. 

I touch the hairs and feel you.

Here are your eyes.

They are deep and deep.

Rainbow seeps from them.

They see the passage of my heart.

I catch the eyes and see everything. 

Here are your lips.

They are artistic.

Stream starts from them.

They draw the map of Infinity. 

I want to be a follower of your lips.

Here is your silence.

It is a vast sea to a sailor.

It is an epic.

lt preserves your existence. 

I read it in every moment.

Here is your heart.

It is the largest heart in the universe.

Love started from it.

Here is my heart.

Take it and keep it in your heart.

Story from John Brantingham

Muskrats in their Daily Work

When you moved from Pittsburgh to Los Angeles all those years ago, you didn’t know that you were losing your relationship with muskrats, and now watching one building his lodge in the stream and culvert out behind the restroom of a rest stop in Missouri, you realize that you missed them. He is getting ready for winter, and the water has just partially frozen. He’s down there diving and building, swimming under the ice. The ice is clear, and he swims with his back against it so you can watch his progress.

“There you are,” Ellen says, coming up behind you. “I came back to the car and wondered where you’d wandered off to.”

You point down to the little creature and say, “Check that out.”

Ellen, who has lived in Los Angeles her whole life, watches it for a moment and asks, “What is that?”

 “A muskrat,” you say.

“God, it looks so,” she takes a breath, trying to find the word, “odd.”

Of course, you realize that it is strange to her who has never watched muskrats in their daily chores, but you and your grandfather used to walk down to the creek and watch them at work, and he used to tell you how muskrats and beavers shared their lodges with each other. He used to tell you that they were two of a kind and shared everything, the way that he and you were two of a kind. He used to paint word pictures about the happy lives that beavers and muskrats lived during winter.

And if it is alien to Ellen, it’s like coming home for you. What has been alien for you all these years in Los Angeles has been coyotes walking the streets at night and lizards crawling up through gutter spouts and across the pavement of parking lots. Something in your body tells you you’re getting closer to being back where you belong.

You think about an ex who you thought that maybe you were going to marry, and then she found out that you liked baseball, and you found out that she was into bondage, and these discoveries were too much for either of you, and then there was no more talk about marriage and soon enough you just weren’t calling each other, and come to think of it, you never even really broke up because some things are just so obvious that they don’t need to be spoken. Maybe the way you relate to muskrats is as big as that. Maybe there’s no coming back from something as fundamental as the fact that you don’t both love muskrats. Or maybe you spend far too much time in your own head.

You ask, “Do you think that you’d ever want to live anywhere but LA?” It’s the kind of thing you’re starting to talk about, where you both want to live. This big trip you’re taking is a kind of test, you understand, to see if you might want to share a home some day.

She exhales a laugh, “And leave the sacred soil? You must be joking.” She punches you on the shoulder, and you know that she does think you’re joking, that the idea of leaving Los Angeles is so foreign to her that no one would ever talk about it seriously. This is, you understand, another test for the two of you, one that you didn’t know you were taking.

If you are to stay together, one of you has to live in a place that feels alien. One of you has to feel out of step for the rest of your life. You suppose that your grandfather would say that you and she are simply not two of a kind. She takes you by the hand and pulls you away. “Come on,” she says. “It’s cold out here.”

It is cold, you suppose, but you like the Autumnal chill. Back in LA the Santa Ana winds have started up again, and you know it’s hot. You wonder if Ellen misses it, and you suppose she does. In the decades you lived there, you never once got used to it. You wonder if maybe you already know the answer to this test. You suppose that you probably do.

Synchronized Chaos’ Mid-January Issue: Human Passions

Older bald man with a beard and a robe meditating in a pond with lotus blossoms with snow-covered trees and a waterfall behind him.
Image c/o Jacques Fleury

Contributor Eva Petropolou Lianou would like to let us know about this call for submissions of poetry to benefit a writer in Gaza (whom we’ve also published).

Also, contributing poet Christina Chin has a new book available now on Amazon, “First Day of the Rest.” This is a special project, a collaborative haibun/haibunga book written with Michael Hough, poet, composer, and musician featuring both photos and art by the authors. More about the book here.

Next, an announcement from contributor Chimezie Ihekuna, who is seeking an investor/executive producer for the project, One Man’s Deep Words. It is set in the US, details here.

Also, poet and prose writer Christopher Bernard would like to share that his magazine, Caveat Lector, will be giving a reading to commemorate the Winter 2025 issue, at Clarion Performing Arts Center. Information and address here.

In this issue, our international contributors address themes of passion.

Some writers explore this concept in the way modern people tend to understand it, with pieces on love of various sorts.

Black and white silhouette family, two older adults, one with a cane, and a little child, on blue ground heading to a yellow sun and orange sky.
Image c/o Mohamed Mahmoud Hassan

Madaminova Ogiloy’s tender poem praises the kindness and care of her mother. Ilhomova Mohichehra reflects on the steady consistency and dedication of her father. Xonzoda Axtamova honors a mother who cared for her children despite her own struggles.

G’ulomjanova Marjona reminds us that family love and care for parents should come before materialism and success in our short lives.

Anindya Paul’s piece compares the pressure of a son trying to live up to his father’s expectations to that of a father doing his best to provide for and raise children.

Teachers and other professionals also extend deep concern for the children under their care. Azadbek Yusupov outlines effective ways to evaluate teachers’ classroom performance. Medical student Dilshoda Izzatilloyeva outlines causes and treatments of pneumonia in young children.

Rus Khomutoff evokes a mix of spiritual and sensual feelings in his transfixing concrete dream poem. R.K. Singh’s poetry explores the feelings of men and women navigating complex sensual desires and emotions: fear, danger, lust, and ecstasy that can come with intimacy. Mark Blickley fills out the story in a bawdy Greek myth in historical speculative fan fiction.

Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal fantasizes about imagined romances as his body slowly decays with time. Doug Holder crafts a mood of giddy romantic anticipation in his ekphrastic accompaniment to Gieseke Penizzotto Denise’s painting.

Person's hand gripping a rope with trees in the background.
Image c/o Linnaea Mallette

While the word has come to be associated with romantic emotion, the word “passion” comes from an old Latin word for suffering and originally referred to the willingness to endure much to reach one’s goals. Some of our contributors celebrate this kind of determination and perseverance, on their paths to personal or creative development or just to survive in the world.

Jacques Fleury reviews Lyric Stage Boston’s production of Lynn Nottage’s play Crumbs from the Table of Joy and discusses how the show highlights the struggles of working-class Black people for full inclusion in the United States.

In Bill Tope’s short story, a young woman rebels against the humiliation of an oppressive dress code.

Graciela Noemi Villaverde draws on gardening metaphors to describe the cultivation of character over time. Feruza Sheraliyeva writes of the corrosive nature of corruption on society and urges every individual to uphold ethical standards. Asadbek Yusupov outlines the balance between individual rights and civic responsibilities in Uzbekistan. Aminova Dilbar highlights the value placed on inter-ethnic harmony, equality, and mutual respect in Uzbekistan, codified into the highest levels of government.

David Sapp’s poetic speaker wishes to transcend this life to a higher spiritual plane, but human feelings keep calling him back to this mortal coil. Kieu Bich Hau remains resolute during her time of soul-searching loss on the shores of Italy’s Lake Como. Michael Robinson speaks to how his faith in Christ gives him joy and peace as he undergoes dialysis. Abigail George’s essay speaks to what it means to create in times of great struggle and societal marginalization.

Anna Keiko celebrates individuality in her short poem, encouraging readers to be unafraid to be themselves. Z.I. Mahmud highlights themes of female emancipation and agency and freedom from existing purely for the male gaze in Sylvia Plath’s poetry.

Outline drawing of a man playing the guitar, wavy colored lines on a black background.
Image c/o Omar Sahel

In his Reflective Thinking spoken word album and screenplay concept One Man’s Deep Words, Chimezie Ihekuna mulls over what makes for a wise and satisfying life. Sometimes, satisfaction can come through dedication to one’s craft.

Jacques Fleury’s poem on a day of solitude reminds us of what unites us all as human beings and brings his literary and cultural aspirations to clearer focus.

Stephen Bett evokes the feeling of hearing performance poetry at a reading in his concrete-ish piece, and also jeers at weaponized misogyny and reflects on chemical happiness. Patrick Sweeney crafts one-line poems that become near-stories with a thoughtful reading.

Poet and nature photographer Brian Barbeito outlines his creative process and goals in a creative personal essay. Kylian Cubilla Gomez’ photos this month explore mediated images of nature: drawings and cartoons we create to interface with our world from a step removed.

Actor and writer Federico Wardal spotlights Egyptian actor Wael Elouny and Italian director Antonello Altamura and their new indie film Ancient Taste of Death. Mark Young’s mix of intriguing and explosive visual pieces meld color, shape, text, and design. Texas Fontanella mixes up chatspeak and everyday language in a cyberpunk-style set of surreal anecdotes and shares some intense, wild musical vibes.

Maftuna Mehrojova outlines basics of and new directions in the craft of business marketing and communications. Gulsevar Bosimova describes and takes pride in her proficiency in traditional Uzbek martial arts.

Dilbar Koldoshova Nuraliyevna writes of how Uzbek poet Abdulla Oripov’s works were grounded in his love of his homeland. Joseph C. Ogbonna reflects on his trip from Nigeria to visit John F. Kennedy’s birthplace and rhapsodizes on the glory of the past president and his times.

Empty bush branches with thorns and raindrops.
Image c/o Andrea Stockel

Another aspect of passion, or love, is grief for what we lose. Ahmed Miqdad mourns loss of life, hope, and joy in Gaza during wartime.

Christopher Bernard laments in mythological, epic language the loss of so much beauty and history to the flames in Los Angeles. Pat Doyne grieves not just the fires in Los Angeles, but the callousness of some in society towards the survivors and the natural environment.

Rob Plath’s poetry conveys the understated numbness of grief and remembrance as Ahmad Al-Khatat’s character sketch illustrates the emptiness and fragility that can come with being displaced from one’s homeland and loved ones. In a more upbeat tone, J.K. Durick recollects fragments of people and literary works that populated his youthful consciousness and now his dreams. Taylor Dibbert reflects on the passage of time through a brief encounter with someone he remembers from long ago.

Linda S. Gunther reviews Nikki Erlick’s novel The Measure, a tale asking big questions about mortality, purpose, and destiny through the lives of carefully drawn, highly individual characters. Wazed Abdullah reminds us to cherish life, with all its ups and downs as Mahbub Alam points out how we are all mortal, how time ticks quickly for us all.

Yucheng Tao’s impressionist poetry touches on themes of memory and loss while Mykyta Ryzhykh draws on imagery of death, decay, and natural renewal.

Lazzatoy Shukurillayeva translates a poem from historical Uzbek poet Alexander Feinberg about the brevity of life and the vanity of assuming you can make yourself great in a short time. Noah Berlatsky humorously reflects on how perhaps most of us do not need to be memorialized through ponderous tomes.

Preschool age child with a large floppy hat and jacket wandering through a field of flowers and tall grass. Black and white image.
Image c/o George Hodan

Despite the finite nature of our lives, some people take passionate enjoyment in our ordinary world.

Dr. Jernail S. Anand recaptures the wonder of childhood and urges his fellow adults to reclaim youthful curiosity.

Isabel Gomez de Diego’s photos suggest the wonder in everyday scenes: a mural of a wine toast during a meal, public fountains, loaves of sourdough bread. Lidia Popa waxes poetic on birds and green butterflies as Alan Catlin sends up many different ways of looking at winter, summer, crows, and the moon.

Sayani Mukherjee illustrates the rebirth of sunrise as winter gives way to spring and she rejoins the outdoors in her running shoes.

In another kind of rebirth, we’ve just barely started another planetary journey around the sun. Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa welcomes in the Northern Hemisphere’s wintry New Year and speaks of the difficulty of conveying the feel of snow to someone in a temperate climate. Maria Cristina Pulvirenti’s minuscule haiku captures how snow can muffle sound, dulling the senses to focus your attention.

Daniel De Culla cynically speculates that selfish human nature will not change much in the New Year. J.J. Campbell considers signs of hope in his life, then rationalizes each of them away. And, in another piece, Ahmed Miqdad contrasts the human suffering in Gaza with the world’s joyful holiday celebrations. Pat Doyne reflects on quirky, hopeful, and fearsome bits of 2024’s news cycle and wonders playfully about 2025.