ICARUS RISING – VOLUME 1:New Book Release by Don Beukes

© Cover art by Luke Borrill   I am happy to announce that my second collection of poetry has been published by Alien Buddha Press and made a reality by Red Fox. This unique ekphrastic collection is a result of close collaboration with artists from South Africa, America and the UK. Most of the poems were …

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Poets Who Contributed to “Persian Sugar in English Tea”: James D. Casey IV

From Soodabeh Saiednia… Introducing James D Casey IV

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James D. Casey IV is a self-published author of three volumes of poetry, “Metaphorically Esoteric,” “Dark Days inside the Light While Drunk on Wine,” and “Tin Foil Hats & Hadacol Coins”. His work has also been published both in print and online by several small press venues including Triadæ Magazine, Pink Litter, In Between Hangovers, Indiana Voice Journal, Beatnik Cowboy, Dissident Voice, Scarlet Leaf Review, Horror Sleaze Trash, Zombie Logic Review, Your One Phone Call, I am not a Silent Poet, Tuck Magazine, and Outlaw Poetry to name a handful. Links to his books, social network profiles, and other projects can be found on his website:
http://louisianakingcasey.wixsite.com/big-skull-poetry

James contributed with three heart-catching poems to the first volume of the anthology, yhttps://soundcloud.com/soodabeh-saeidnia/walking-in-slumberou can find one of them below, Walking in Slumber, recited in Farsi:

Dead Man’s Shoes
James D. Casey IV

I miss your wicked ways
Build me up
Break me down

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A Game ~ Iram Fatima ‘Ashi’

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What is that string?

Which binds me with you,

After all those years of abstinence

Why can’t we just cut it loose?

Was that something eternal?

Written before we even got this life,

A faded scar in our frail hands,

Or is it something we alone created?

Can it be our destiny?

To be together for a while,

Then separate to make our own ways,

Why do we have to live this way?

Or is it something vague?

With no clear meaning attached to it,

Perhaps nature’s idea of a game,

Is death the only end to this pain?

© Iram Fatima ‘Ashi’

Excerpt form the book “Divided Lines – A Poet’s Stance”

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Foreword . . .

In a world of ever increasing advances seemingly created to make our lives easier…

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Debut Ekphrastic collaboration with South African Illustrator DAVID GRIESSEL

Deirfgeis – Veteran of a Thousand Gusts (Originally published in Duanne's PoeTree Photo Credit © David Griessel   Legend of Siegfried – His name has been whispered by legions of Bloekomboom trees from eons ago, their decaying poisoned roots now withered, still hold untold secrets of marauding existential battles fought by desperate tserof creatures to prevent …

Vatsala Radhakeesoon translates Don Beukes into French…

Literary Partnership - Mauritius*South Africa (Originally published in 'The Salamander Chronicles' by Don Beukes published by Creative Talents Unleashed) The Sign It does not need words the sign symbols are all that’s needed the sign no words need to be spoken a bond unbroken souls connected both protected the sign your own design the sign …

Invisible Rose, poem by Sheikha A. (ME, IN FICTION Poetry and Prose Series)

From Sheika A…

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Invisible Rose
by Sheikha A.

In the way daisies encircled
the boundaries of your castle,

the absentminded gardener
of my poor-brained heart

dared the feat of growing
myself amidst her,

a one flower, against
the insuperable populous

called daisy, didn’t you see me
wearing the rain

on the day of her visit,
when you deemed worthy
of catching the chills for her,

and dropped me like a coin
on the porch, while pulling out
a handkerchief to wipe

away the breaking sweat for her,
didn’t you see me grow

in the colour of your cheeks,
the burn of your blush found

in me for her, you averted your eyes
from allowing me to learn

the colour that shone like a clean
polished jewel

those that you collected
in many boxes for her

didn’t you see me hang
in your boutonniere, pale

as the blood in your hands
that went cold

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if i can’t see the poem i write & it grows open

debasis mukhopadhyay

A poem for Asifa Bano entitled “if i can’t see the poem i write & it grows open” is up today at I am not a silent poet (April 16, 2018). Thanks Reuben Woolley!

Read the poem here: if i can’t see the poem i write & it grows open

Thanks everyone!

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GloMag March 2018 Collaboration with Janine Pickett…

Celebrating my second Ekphrastic collaboration with the phenomenal artists and editor of Indiana Voice Journal and Spirit Fire Review, JANINE PICKETT💛

The Salamander Chronicles - Don Beukes

Ekphrastic Collaboration with Janine Pickett, editor of Indiana Voice Journal and Spirit Fire Review.

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Sic Transit Gloria Mundi ( Thus passes the glory of the world)
A reminder that all things are fleeting in this world…

Sea of Souls – We are delivered into this natural world to an unknown mortal future,
some following an intended expected planned organized structured streamlined controlled
dogmatic path whilst others are catapulted into an unplanned sudden disrupted unsure
life devoid of guidance support structure and realistic outcomes depending on the
provision of maternal care or even paternal guidance as our lives are ever-changing in
this modern age but we all have the capacity to evolve into our own personal sphere
despite having immeasurable differences in this global village we battle to survive in –
Others more able to access vital and existential human resources in order to stay

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