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   First We Take Manhattan posted by Leonard Cohen via quill, 2008-10-28 10:00:00
Voiceover:
Was die Attentäter betrifft, die in Berlin den Anschlag auf die Deutsch-Arabische Gesellschaft verübt haben, ist die Polizei einen Schritt weiter gekommen. Die jetzt nach dem Anschlag... (full story)
poetry / international
 A Vagabond’s Lament posted by quill, 2008-10-21 10:42:25
Poetry for wanderers .. (full story)
poetry / international
 Eternal Companion posted by cleaves, 2008-05-18 00:35:34
In remembrance of you (full story)
poetry / international
 A taste of Paradise posted by quill, 2008-05-14 10:00:53
The return (full story)
poetry / international
 Flying Kites posted by Layla Anwar via talya, 2008-04-14 19:09:57
Come and see
our overflowing morgues and find our little ones ...
You may find them in this corner or the other, a little hand poking out, pointing at you...
Come and search for them in the rubble of your ‘surgical’ air raids, you may find a little leg or a little head...pleading for your attention.
Come and see them amassed in the garbage dumps, scavenging morsels of food...
Come and see, come....
See them being trafficked, raped, sold and finally killed by your brave boys. The “final solution.” Remember that one? It was not so long ago...Except this time it is carried out by the "greatest democracy on earth." …
http://arabwomanblues.blogspot.com/2007/10/flying-kites_12.html (full story)
poetry / international
 Parallel Universe posted by harely quin, 2008-03-23 11:34:54
I saw myself in a parallel universe the other day searching for something I hadn’t lost. It seems I possessed what my mirror-self had lost -- very disconcerting! (full story and 1 comments)
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 Eight Hundred Years of Bliss posted by quill, 2007-11-24 12:30:05
In celebration of Jalalu’l-Din Rumi, intoxicated on the Ecstasy of pure unadulterated existence – one who has crossed the bridge, an immortal. We are ONE! (full story)
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 BBQ Chicken posted by dada, 2007-08-09 01:16:03
I usually pick up a BBQ Chicken at the end of the week, more from a need to avoid cooking than as a treat. I hadn’t seen the shop assistant who served me before, he was very particular about which chicken I selected, he gently prodded a few, very gently turned a few over all the while commenting on moisture content, texture and oven position. Very dedicated I thought as I pointed to a small plump chicken. The attendant smiled approvingly at my selection. As he placed the chicken in a take-away BBQ bag he gave me a knowing wink and said, “good selection, the pretty ones are not for eating." He then ritualistically handed the bag to me with both hands as if making an offering. Very odd behaviour I thought as I headed for the fresh vegetable section to obtain salad ingredients. (full story and 2 comments)
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Respite posted by quill, 2007-08-04 22:50:55
For those for whom the world is meaningless and tiresome, read and remember! (full story)
poetry / international
 Interlude #9 posted by tra la, 2007-05-11 10:51:52
By way of balance and release. (full story)
poetry / international
 ppp club posted by reed, 2007-04-07 02:21:21
where have all the poets gone? (full story)
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 Delayed Eye Movements posted by stylus via reed, 2007-04-02 23:03:50
a storeroom of experience and a mind out of time (full story)
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 What is Old is New posted by apollonius, 2007-03-24 11:51:25
Perhaps a brief interlude is warranted on this site. A few whispers from the past follow:
"And as all things have been arose from one by ye mediation of one: so all things have their birth from this one thing by adaptation."
(Isaac Newton -- 1680)
(full story)
poetry / international
A Word or Two posted by evo, 2006-12-04 10:17:46
The word assassin comes to us from the hashish eaters who were commissioned to dispatch/eliminate enemy leaders – an interesting tactic that survives today in Iraq and other Muslim regions. Target the presented puppet leadership and force the faceless powers to reveal their real intentions to the world. Who would lament the elimination of those who would do the bidding of slave masters? Are they not worse than their masters? Theirs is the work of traitors – for thirteen pieces of dung they sell their OWN people to slave merchants. (full story and 3 comments)
poetry / international
 Mixed Bag posted by various, 2006-10-31 17:48:17
An assortment from various sources. (full story)
poetry / international
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