Poetry
Poems published in Piker Press, a weekly journal of arts and literature — from lyric verse to experimental forms, haiku to epic.
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"...The ‘tulsi’ plant… Once alive..."
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"...The face in the cloud, darker now, chides me for forgetting my umbrella..."
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"...Peruvian summer breeze sways the curtains of my room..."
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"...to enjoy once the writing is complete..."
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"Fall was her favorite season..."
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Sibanda is a Zimbabwean-born poet, novelist, and nonfiction writer who has a passion for themes and topics around conservation, nature, development and justice. He believes that he is a poet in prose, and hence he has never looked back since building and marching into the very first poetry pharmacy in the world, where poetry … and poetry and poetics are the most tonic threesome prescriptions!
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"...yet the rain falls in wind and shadow..."
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The author is a thirty-five-year veteran writer. He enjoys traveling and living life on the edge.
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"...and maybe that's the Big Question..."
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"...He watched a U-tube video which instructed him..."
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"...turn it over so you can look at all sides..."
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"...a lone sparrow cries on a windowsill..."
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"...rain bullets raking the deck windows..."
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"...I want to read poems about breakthroughs...."
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As a writer, Kavita Parwani Talib is deeply passionate about exploring the human experience and expressing it through poetry.
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"...printed spider web of lines that lead to places no one goes..."
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"...go out without feeling self-conscious...."
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"...We visited the island this morn..."
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"...I have seen you working diligently in the kitchen..."
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"...I can understand the cheering when watching fences fall..."
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"...discarding scripted golden eternities..."
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"...Never know Fear ever again."
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"...wildfires that were raging across that country in North America..."
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"...our yet a while still lovely cerulean planet..."
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"...refusing to talk second chances or a third time around..."
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"...where heather bushed in purple rug..."
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"...Let us quarrel until the world ends..."
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"...He was called The Pocket Hercules..."
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"...hiding what lay beneath..."
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"... autumn but feels like the best summers day..."