Category: #poetry

The roads I followed 

Olvens Louissaint is a Caribbean bilingual writer, Translator and Human rights defender. As an aspiring writer who used to address complex issues strategically and confidently through his work and whose work treats both personal and universal subjects, he is mainly committed to standing for the well-being of humanity and awarded with many international accolades.

My Mother’s Garden

Lily Tang believes that storytelling has the power to transcend cultures and build the critical connections we need to make the world a better place and has spent the past two years building a youth storytelling fellowship program to empower Indigenous students in Taiwan. Through her writing, Lily explores the transnational Chinese experience and the complexity, beauty, and pain of immigration and diasporic identity. 

Poetic Threads Episode 01: Trust me

An aspiring writer who used to address complex issues strategically and confidently through my work, Olvens Louissaint is mainly committed to standing for the well-being of humanity and awarded with many international accolades. Some of his poems appeared in many international Anthologies and Magazines and his short stories and essays are also published in several journals

Lost In The Woods, by Maria A Perdomo

Maria A Perdomo is an emerging Venezuelan poet who has penned two poetry collections so far. She writes in both Spanish and English. Currently based in Valencia, Venezuela, Maria is a medical professional who has shown an unyielding passion for literature. She is working on her first novel and a new poetry collection. Her writings are known for their boldly honest nature, soulfulness and intimacy.

Farewell, Mon Ami (For Now)

Koshalee Sirichandra is an emerging literary personality in Sri Lanka who demonstrates that writers are limitless. She has authored one book and translated several well-known titles into Sinhala. Koshalee has been contributing to The Asian Review’s Writers’ Space with her intriguing short stories and profound poetic-craft.

Free Town

This poem was written when I was in Freetown, Sierra Leon, in 2011. I was in one of the hilly, cosy hotels in Freetown, where my balcony overlooked the port of Freetown. The country has just gotten rid of the devastating civil conflict which broke out during the Liberian civil conflict.

Princess of Cart Monarch

‘I am not a poet but scribble lines I never publish on paper. This was written in 2001, while travelling by bus from Gampaha, my native town, to Colombo. The bus was passing through Main Street, Pettah, and I could not take my eyes off those cart pullers gathered on both sides of the road. Back then, I was a student. It was the day. I imagined their Night.’