“The self, the place where we live, is a place of illusion. Goodness is connected with the attempt to see the unself… to pierce the veil of selfish consciousness and join the world as it really is.”
– Irish Murdoch
William Stott – Autumn

“The self, the place where we live, is a place of illusion. Goodness is connected with the attempt to see the unself… to pierce the veil of selfish consciousness and join the world as it really is.”
– Irish Murdoch
William Stott – Autumn

I started writing about my failures. I have created my own mythology.
Passion for everything I do is a unicorn.
Fear of being rejected is an olyphant.
Impossible dreams echo in my ears as siren songs.
Fear of not being able to make my humane appeal understood is a saber-toothed cat which tears at my flesh with clawed words.
This is the bestiary of entrapment in the world of “Not Knowing”.
Imagination doesn’t deal writing with an even hand. Your words must be true and woven on the steps others have built for you. It is unifying and putting things together. If I am not mistaken, this is Steve Jobs definition of creativity: “Creativity is just connecting things.”
“You have to learn to live in the ‘not knowing’ ” or in Equilibrium. This way you will fear less and become fearless.
– Iulia Halatz
Art by Waldemar Kazak

“Happiness…not in another place but this place, not for another hour but this hour.”
– Walt Whitman
Photo – Kirk Douglas, 1953

Requiem
for Love Forbidden, left behind
By Zarina Dara (psiloveyou.xyz/@zarinabraybrooke)
This town, this town has strewn my heart —
its ragged fragments smeared across
the melting tar and asphalt
scorched by February’s sun.
Read the full poem at Medium.com.
Marc Chagall: Lovers With Half Moon

Zarina Dara 🥀💃🏻
sneaking poetry into the corners of the day, and telling stories to myself in grasp of sanity.
“Your visions will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.”
– Carl G. Jung
Art by William Degouve De Nuncques.

written by: Ann Christine Tabaka
@TabakaChris
Silver lace spills off her shoulders,
like armor against the storm.
Read the full poem at Spillwords.com.

Ann Christine Tabaka
SEPTEMBER 2018 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry, has been internationally published, and won poetry awards from numerous publications. She is the author of 9 poetry books. Christine lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking. Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her most recent credits are: Burningword Literary Journal; The Write Connection; Ethos Literary Journal, North of Oxford, Pomona Valley Review, Page & Spine, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Pangolin Review, Foliate Oak Review, Better Than Starbucks!, The Write Launch, The Stray Branch, The McKinley Review, Fourth & Sycamore.
(a complete list of publications is available upon request)
The Voice of Time
Our mortality and vulnerability have caught up with us.
Written by Doug Vidlas.
When we press a seashell to our ears, we hear the wise ancient voices, plus sounds of a restless sea and the creatures dwelling there within.
These were implanted there long ago, before man began to interfere.
View the full article at Medium.com/Resistance Poetry.

Photo by Gregory Culmer on Unsplash.
Doug Vidlas
Word slinger and sometimes poet. Ex stand-up. Polyglot. Technologist. Non-conformist who experiments a lot.
As someone once said, I think it was me: There is nothing so dangerous as an idea. Particularly one whose time has come…
– Ralph Steadman
Art – Comet Halley by Vladimir Kush

Fourteen writers on the one book that brings them hope in the midst of hopelessness at Lithub.com
Erling Kagge about The Story of Albert Schweitzer:
“Schweitzer’s idea in Reverence for Life: that good consists in maintaining, assisting and enhancing life, and to destroy, to harm or to hinder life is evil slowly opened a new horizon. I started to see that everybody can change the world. One small step at a time. Even a mouse can eat an elephant if it takes small enough bites. The challenge lies in the desire.”
– Erling Kagge
Norwegian explorer, appears at Hay Festival Querétaro to talk about his latest work, Walking; One Step At a Time.
View the full article at Lithub.com.
“In beauty of face no maiden ever equaled her. It was the radiance of an opium-dream – an airy and spirit-lifting vision more wildly divine than the fantasies which hovered about the slumbering souls of the daughters of Delos.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Ligeia
Photography Art by Peter Lindberg (November 23, 1944 – September 3, 2019).
