Orwell’s 1984… Time has grown dimmer as I closed the cover following the last page of Orwell’s “1984”. A sense of creeping uneasiness, something of a threat, the menace of more 1985s, 1986s, 1997s, 2008s ...
by Romulus Campan Maramuresanu

In Our Own Words Still thankful and amazed for the Long Island Sounds Anthology, I have news in my mail once again. I have just received a beautiful, golden book from Marlow Peerse Weaver, the Seventh Volume ...
by Edilberto González Trejos

Sādegh Hedāyat, A Portrayer Of Corpses “There are sores, which, as the leprosy, gnaw within loneliness the soul, and destroy it.” “Eventually, becoming accustomed with the text, living in its intimacy so many years – through a ...
by heghedus camelia

Madame Edwarda "Oh mark the day when on read by a pebble of fire, you who have waxed pale over the texts of philosophers! How may he express himself who bids these voices be still, unless in a way that is not ...
by heghedus camelia

The Elementary Particles “Today we are living in an absolutely new world, And the happenings’ web wraps our bodies, Drowns them into a gladness halo. Which people of yore had premonition about We accomplish in ...
by heghedus camelia