Category Archives: Wordsmith

Ousted at Spillwords

Ousted
written by: Sultana Raza

@sultana.raza.7

No perch to hang onto, no nest to stay,
Aurum eluded him, or brother took,
New graves; most of his family lay,
Later in sickness, friends forsook.

View the full poem at Spillwords.

Sultana Raza
Sultana Raza has a Master of Arts in English Literature. Her poems have appeared in 40+ Journals, including Caduceus (Ed. Yale University), Columbia Journal, and The New Verse News. More poems have appeared in Gramma, Enclave, Entropy, Poetry24, The Society of Classical Poetry, Bewildering Stories, Spillwords, and The Peacock Journal.
Her fiction has been published online (Coldnoon Journal), and received an Honorable Mention in Glimmer Train Review (USA). Her 100+ articles (on art, film, and humanitarian issues) have appeared in English and French. She has presented her fiction and poetry in Creative Writing Panels in international conferences in the US and Europe, where she’s also presented papers on Romanticism (Keats) and Fantasy (Tolkien).

THE AWAKENING – Iulia Halatz

The song dreams along
with the fields
watered by the eyes
of the wettest dawn.

She feels empty
caught
in a web of stars
immenser than any sky
that ever sheltered Europe.

Her story is not written.
She lives in the not-knowing
Her mind crossed Rubicons
Scylla and Charybdis
are petrified
with
lyrics and dance.

She is all the things
She has ever loved:
scented wine,
the white and blue bustle
of spring
the forests dormant
under the scythed moon.
Her green thoughts
bear the celestial heavens
like so many miniature Atlases…

This world is strange
and under attack
of barbarous hearts
that have plundered
and seduced
bedazzled countries
and continents…

She is still not yours,
Still hiding in the
vapors of the tide…

“Like any artist without an art form, she became dangerous.” – Toni Morrison

Written for August Feminist Book Title Challenge at braveandrecklessblog.com/2019/08/28/the-awakening-iulia-halatz and also published on the Whisperandtheroar.com.

Art by Salvador Dali.


Iulia Halatz
“Be the one who cares, make words so disruptive that they create new worlds, hopes and dreams. Even if we are unhappy dinosaurs and find shelter in an Iron Tale or ruminate about feeling too much, whilst declaring colorless apparel, we should take power and strength from our stories.”
Her published poems can be found in The Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I.

SHARP – A WEYWARD SISTERS COLLABORATION

I am playing with knives
again
sharpening them
lovingly
against brown leather strap
admiring the way
hair splits cleanly
upon the well-honed edge
(Christine E. Ray)
…………………

I aim at dreams
knife them
as trophies on my wall.
I can always
take one down
quench the thirst
of a turbulent wound
with
tainted endearment
from the poisoned well
We dug and drained
under the wing of
One night.
I’m in love
with a stabbed dream.
(Iulia Halatz)

https://braveandrecklessblog.com/2019/08/25/sharp-a-weyward-sisters-collaboration-2/

CHILD OF URANUS at Spillwords.com

Child of Uranus
written by: Andrea E. Lodge

Over a thousand shades
of purple.
Without a definition.
Without definition.
Occurring between
the reds and the blues.
Where violets
mean nothing.

Full poem can be viewed at spillwords.com/child-of-uranus/.



Andrea E. Lodge

My name is Andrea Lodge and I live in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania with my boyfriend and my two, somewhat disabled cats. I graduated from Holy Family University with a Bachelor’s Degree in Liberal Arts. I studied Secondary Education/English and obtained my teaching certificate. After graduating, I taught middle and high school Writing and Literature for 6+ years, until becoming disabled. Now, I spend my days writing and consider my profession to be “writer,” though I have yet to have anything professionally published.
I have experience writing educational and informational pieces, though my passion is in creative writing. My main focus has been in poetry for many years. I have recently, however, returned to my roots, by writing fiction, something I did when I first started out. My strongest writing comes from things that are based on fact, so I have many pieces based on my own experiences that would be considered ‘Creative Non-Fiction,’ or ‘Memoir,’ and I am also working with my father to write his stories.

The art of literature

“Literature was born not the day when a boy crying wolf, wolf came running out of the Neanderthal valley with a big gray wolf at his heels: literature was born on the day when a boy came crying wolf, wolf and there was no wolf behind him… Between the wolf in the tall grass and the wolf in the tall story there is a shimmering go-between. That go-between, that prism, is the art of literature.”
Vladimir Nabokov

Art by George Giguere.

SORROW-TELL HEART at Medium.com

SORROW-TELL HEART- Iulia Halatz at Medium.com

I am proud to announce the publication of my first poem at Medium.com/Resistance poetry

My heart used to have roots
Into the feeble beams of autumn
After lilacs grew them stronger…
Can you pull me into April?
Or any month
wearing blue odors
And tawny lights…

https://medium.com/resistance-poetry/sorrow-tell-heart-4b6440da2d1d

Iulia Halatz: “Be the one who cares, make words so disruptive that they create new worlds, hopes and dreams. Even if we are unhappy dinosaurs and find shelter in an Iron Tale or ruminate about feeling too much, whilst declaring colorless apparel, we should take power and strength from our stories.”
Her published poems can be found in The Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I.

Susan Sontag’s Radical Views Still Shape How We See Photography

Susan Sontag’s Radical Views Still Shape How We See Photography on www.artsy.net.

While Sontag delved into a few photographers’ careers, she was most prescient in her broader discussion of the medium’s proliferation. She referenced the camera’s addictive nature, but warned that taking pictures only gives “an appearance of participation”—our fevered adoption of Instagram today is the best evidence of her foresight. When we take a photo, we inherently distance ourselves from the world and people around us. Obsessive picture-taking is alienating—those with the most cluttered Instagram feeds, by Sontag’s logic, may be the most isolated, regardless of what their sunny snapshots broadcast. – Alina Cohen
Full story can be viewed at www.artsy.net.

Phptography art – Richard Avedon
Elise Daniels with Street Performers, Suit by Balenciaga, Le Marais, Paris, August 1948

David Lohrey in Modern Literature Magazine

Heavens to Betsy or Ivanhoe

The big city is on fire but not here.
Why must we live like bears
when we could be as proud as peacocks?
We sleep too much. We play dead.
Hibernating is for the birds. Paris is on fire
but here in Baltimore, people sleep.

Full poem can be viewed at Modern Literature.

David Lohrey’s plays have been produced in Switzerland, Canada, and Lithuania. His poems can be found at Nthanda Review, Otoliths, Eunoia, and Impossible Archetype. His fiction can be seen at Dodging the Rain, Terror House Magazine, and Literally Stories. David’s collection of poetry, Machiavelli’s Backyard, was published by Sudden Denouement Publishers. He lives in Tokyo.