Tags PHILOSOPHY
Of the Discourse Between Joshua A. Guillory and Si..A Story by Joshua A. GuilloryOf the Discourse Between Joshua A. Guillory and Sir Francis Bacon, the Right and Honorable Lords, composed by Joshua A. Guillory June 27, 2021, c. s. .. |
Overman SkyeA Poem by Hermes Varini, PhDDivided into distinct narrative phases, this poem of mine illustrates the story of a wanderer in the Highlands of 11th Century Scotland. Fundamental p.. |
Charles Manson and Myself having a Delightful Chat..A Story by Joshua A. Guillorycomposed by me on July 5, 2021, and published on writerscafe.org on July 6, 2021, central standard time. The date of the discourse is not herein given.. |
Seaside RecollectionsA Poem by beckyflowaThe sea’s waves were crass. Uncaring, insensitive, nescient.“I thought they cared, but they don’t care. They can pretendto care thou.. |
The Forgotten RealizationA Poem by BenA poem about life and death. |
Animus RisingA Book by Austin Wade RunyonConquer Hell. Ascend to Heaven. Kill God. |
Anthropic PrincipleA Poem by Casey TruaxGiven we must live by starlightWe should expect our sun is yellow,And liquid water must be flowingOn the surface of our planet.Given that the earth mu.. |
Uncommon SenseA Poem by Carlos Lorenzo EstradaThis is not meant as a swipe toward another piece of art but simply a counter narrative on the ideas of "common sense". Its virtue is highly dependent.. |
a situationA Story by Aerauticexperimental attempt at creating a buddhist fable via 1st person narrative |
Bengali Poem Achin Pakhir DeseA Poem by Pradip Ghatak |
Bengali Poem AgamikalA Poem by Pradip Ghatak |
Bengali Poem Amar BhalobashaA Poem by Pradip GhatakThis is a Bengali Romantic Poem. |
Bengali Poem KabitaA Poem by Pradip Ghatak |
The Order of ThingsA Poem by Casey TruaxAs the ice clinks in his tumbler glassHis yellowed books foretell the datesWhen the shadow of the earthIncarnadines the moon,And when the tails of the.. |
A Poem for youA Poem by The Incomplete MetaphorIf you would ever ask me to write a poem for you,Disbelief would become my roommate for a year.I would summon ink in my bodyto flow through me.It woul.. |
PastoralA Poem by Casey TruaxEvery generation felt that senseThat life was achingly importantAnd yet was not at all.Their world was full of sights that boreThe gait and gravity of.. |