"Hmmm! What is this?" Before I heard or saw I caught the subtle scent you wore that day. I noticed it the night I said, "Please stay." You stayed. Each day you filled my heart with awe. ...

Weed through the slang of pompous modern man, past every status phrase coined for new roles, back past the jargon forged for every plan that sought to raise mankind to higher goals, then...

My ship is waiting and I have to go. Yes, this is our farewell. I won't say I'll Return, sweet Princess. But I won't forget The fairest of the maids who dropped their veils And laundry baskets...

            

      'Truly the blessèd...

08/08/2010 talawas feedback interview Nguyen Quoc Chanh Nguyen Institute on Congress and writer Vietnam Hoang Ngoc - Tuan * : Today, 04/08/2010 , Vietnam Congress Writers Eighth taking place in...

Ghosts
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Coming to terms with the tricks our minds play, fact or fiction? From what perspective are the dots connected? Patterns of...

The room was crowded, somber, stale, dark. A wake? No Shiva! (and I'm not a Jew). The widow's look at me, a question mark. I didn't know them or what I should do. "And who are you?" I...

I like to plan. I like these pages bare, my future fresh. (I never mind the cost.) So many possibilities! With care I keep it, fearing, dreading it get lost. My old one seems so fragile, ...

How strong it is, this feeling of regret, You long to see the lands and loves you've known. (For Eden's flowers fade if you forget) In dreams you may return, but wake alone. Yes, now I know...

Before my birth words showered down on me. Before I spoke I understood. I tried. I called. I named. I chatted thoughtlessly engulfed in rapid discourse, surging pride. Before I read I...