One Memorable(ish) Night in Wellington, New Zealand

“He dozed off, into a dreamless oblivion, for what seemed like seconds but was in fact hours, and awoke hungover, the inner surface of his skull pulsing like a single, giant nerve being chewed by some ruminant animal.” ― Alex Shakar, Luminarium Mt. Victoria It was a warm, dark, late Summer night in Wellington, New Zealand. The … Continue reading One Memorable(ish) Night in Wellington, New Zealand

Neoliberalism and Class Struggles in Democracy

"Capitalism is like fire: keep it under control and it will give you heat and light; leave it untended and it will consume everything in its path.” ― Billy Bragg Neoliberalism and Class Struggle One of my favourite classes in University has been Social and Political Thought because it's focused on important philosophers who've influenced the … Continue reading Neoliberalism and Class Struggles in Democracy

Lying Just Beyond the Mortal Light

Truth is beautiful, Truth is good, Good is beautiful, Good is truth, Beauty is good, Beauty is truthful. The Pinnacle of Celestial Qualities Corrupted by humanities cross and ugly natures. For everything that is not good, is not beautiful. For everything that is not true, is not good. Beauty marred only behind the fires of his basest desires, and in … Continue reading Lying Just Beyond the Mortal Light

Wild Poetry: Wayfarer (By Rashi Singh)

Wayfarer Roaming the mounts Wandering the seven seas There is much to explore Much to feed his fantasies Trysts of meandering rivers And bridges, extending arms To the summits encircling them Lying vulnerably are the farms. He maunders around places From dales to towns Where pines are sentinels And the peaks form crowns. Nature takes … Continue reading Wild Poetry: Wayfarer (By Rashi Singh)

An Arctic Air Anoon

Snow sails softly signifying Santa soon. Making more melodramatic meandering- Believably, by bringing brackish boon. Propagated peace; plus pretentious philandering, Transformed torches tipped to the tallow. So some sailing snows should suspect surrender. Softening, stimulating, sickeningly shallow; solvent- Tossing, turning till ticking times turn tender. Free-foraging forgiveness from fearful fetid family fallows. Breezes blow by … Continue reading An Arctic Air Anoon

Wild Poetry: Autumn (By Sarika)

Beneath the wistful skies, I behold... the sight of auburn autumn, on my threshold... Sweeping strokes of the whistling winds, brushing my cheeks.... Under fading warmth of the sun and air, so bleak... Once brimming with youth, the sunflowers bold.... Now stooping down, growing old.... Once swooning in verdant luscious foliage.... the lovelorn trees now, standing bare … Continue reading Wild Poetry: Autumn (By Sarika)

Shadows and Reconciliation – Poetry Collab (Ft. Holly of House of Heart)

Where Shadows Cannot Reach (House of Heart) Without you I've become narrow. In your absence I've forgotten how to love and autumn is an ache beneath my ribs crumbling like my world the last time I saw you.   I have captured your voice, reassembled it in my throat so as not to forget the … Continue reading Shadows and Reconciliation – Poetry Collab (Ft. Holly of House of Heart)

Wild Poetry: Paradise (By Jessica E Larsen)

Today we took a walk, Through the wild flowers in the forest. Climb the hill beside a beautiful brook Lay on the soft green grass beneath the blue, blue sky Listening to the tree leaves rustle at gentle breeze As if saying ‘hey everything’s going to be okay’ As the night falls Here we are, … Continue reading Wild Poetry: Paradise (By Jessica E Larsen)