The collection of fifteen paintings vividly captures scenes from a Parisian café. The artist noted that the inspiration came from the street he lives on, naming the collection Love at Nazir’s Café on Our Parisian Street, and he did
Burning My Mother’s Memories
The children gathered in the empty house,
Burning the objects filled with their mother’s memories.
Books on the low wooden desk,
Worn and scarred in many places,
Disappeared into the
WHEN LOVE DISAPPEARS
And that trace that is no longer persistent
I still remember those times
When love was persistent
In ourselves when it least challenges
I know that meaning is what I seek
And that person can only be
Alexandra Ochirova, a member of the Russian Academy of Sciences, is one of the most significant voices in contemporary Russian poetry. Her Chinese poetry collection, Russian Cosmism (translated from English to Chinese), was published by The Earth Culture
Farewell, my heart’s beloved,
In your eyes, I felt longing,
In your embrace, a sob-
Torn, yet still alive.
Valbona R. Hadri, an acclaimed poetess from Kosovo, shares her poetry
Valbona R. Hadri was born in Ferizaj, where she
By the grace and will of God, I have approached the middle of my eighth decade of life. I often recall moments, scenes, and people who brought me happiness, and I record some of them here.
I remember the first apple my eyes ever saw—it was large, with a bright, glossy red color. I was three years old at the time, in 1945. I was accompanying my father and my infant brother on our journey back
