Sea
The holy dawn was rising over the sea.
The sea is wondrous, ancient, eternal, wise…
The sea is the tears of brides,
The sea is the avengers, the terrible guardian.
The sea knows the answers, the sea hearts the questions,
In
Our fresh table, prepared with sincerity
A lively story unfolds
It seems like a dinner where the water color will fade…
Ms. Han Ina, a poetess from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, shares her poem
Poet Han Ina was born in Cheongju,
Two little frogs began to dream of a world much bigger than they had ever imagined. Just like many humans who dared to step outside their comfort zones, they were beginning to realize that the truth was out there, waiting to be discovered.
A piece of
The heavy steel door slammed shut with a chilling echo. In the heart of a remote tunnel, David and Aisha froze. The faint sound of dripping water punctuated the eerie silence, but the real horror crept in when David twisted the handle. It didn’t
Call for Submissions: The 5th International Literary Competition “Literary Asia 2025”
Kazakhstan’s HDHY QB proudly announces the 5th International Literary Competition, “Literary Asia 2025,”inviting poets and writers from
Sea
The holy dawn was rising over the sea.
The sea is wondrous, ancient, eternal, wise…
The sea is the tears of brides,
The sea is the avengers, the terrible guardian.
The sea knows the answers, the sea hearts the questions,
In the sea the tears are salty, in the sea the legs are bare.
You listen to the sea:
That wave is an amber placer,
And advice!
He has all the
