Guide by Anam Tariq Poets are on the lookout for new and unique prompts to inspire their latest writing projects. Prompts do often lead to some really impressive pieces. So here are 15 prompts for you. Those that are hyperlinked, are taken from other sources. Enjoy! 1. Begin your poem with a question. The followingContinue reading “15 Writing Prompts to Help Your Writing”
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What Does Poetry Give You?
Dylan Thomas, 20th century Welsh poet and writer, remarked, “A good poem is a contribution to reality.” What do you think poetry gives you, dear reader? I would say it could be anything except money. Yeah, that’s the harsh reality of a career in creative writing. The art of writing poetry is a career whichContinue reading “What Does Poetry Give You?”
A Soul Soothing Watch: Review of See You on Venus
Review by Anam Tariq See You on Venus, directed by Joaquín Llamas and released on Netflix in November, 2023, is a soul-soothing movie and the best one that I have watched recently. It’s a light, not so uncommon watch but along the way it brushes up on some facts. It is a movie adaptation ofContinue reading “A Soul Soothing Watch: Review of See You on Venus”
Rejection Therapy
Nonfiction by Anam Tariq Rejections are of various natures — your admission application to a university is rejected, your opinion is rejected, your proposal is rejected, you are rejected and sometimes your submission to a literary magazine is rejected. Oh it hurts! I know. The first kind of rejection above was the one that hurtContinue reading “Rejection Therapy”
The Undisciplined Poet: An Interview with Moira Walsh
An interview by Anam Tariq 1. Tell us a bit about yourself.Hi, Anam. Thanks for your patience in finding a time to connect. I was born in Michigan, nearthe Motor City (Detroit). Now I live in the metro area that’s home to Mercedes-Benz, Porsche,and Maybach. The funny thing is, I’ve never even owned a car.Continue reading “The Undisciplined Poet: An Interview with Moira Walsh”
Circumvention
Poem by Anam Tariq If someone cuts throughus like a knife, we can stillstitch a working bridge. Bridge burns to embers.A vaulted bridge of faith glintsacross the night sea. In our frequent playon the pond bridge, we went frommilk teeth to grey hair.
self-portrait as a book
reposing on an undusted wood boardthat distinct smell aroundgrowing on me,my surface—slantedon the previous one’shandsome (barring magnetic),spare font intro,sedate and composed countenanceand a few violets for welcomeinto my world.if only you pick me, flip over my layersyou’ll know I have a storya web of technicolour memoriesa map of a fascinating journeyentwined with those of others,aContinue reading “self-portrait as a book”
