The Decline of Poetry & How Our Expression Is Dying

There was a time when poetry played a central role in our culture and civilization but today it has been pushed backstage. It occupies an obscure corner in our society - one knows the foremost poets of today. The classics still have their audience, their aura of mystery and attraction but poetry as a living mode of expression for our cultural experience has died.

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Thoughts! What are you, O thoughts!

Thoughts. What are you, O thoughts? The beginnings and endings. The journeys and destinations. The highs and lows. The transcendence of pleasures and pain's mighty blows. Are you these or are you more? What depths hide your origins? What drives you to death on abandoned shores?

Muhammad Ali

I am Muhamamd Ali. I love to write poetry. I like reading books and thinking about people and things. Ideas delight me, nature mesmerizes me and people confuse me. I think a lot about about different cultures, peoples, civilizations and nations but then I feel really small and think about myself and this complicated web in which you, me and we all are...I maybe boring you. Or maybe not.

Chapter 3: A Call of the Forest

"He was on a dear hunt in a grove near the forest. He caught sight of a beautiful doe with her child. The doe strangely left the grove and began running towards the forest. The King pursued it with his retainers behind him. The doe was fast — too fast."

Muhammad Ali

I am Muhamamd Ali. I love to write poetry. I like reading books and thinking about people and things. Ideas delight me, nature mesmerizes me and people confuse me. I think a lot about about different cultures, peoples, civilizations and nations but then I feel really small and think about myself and this complicated web in which you, me and we all are...I maybe boring you. Or maybe not.

A world globe representing the Contempla of the Princess of Aanunja

Chapter 1: A Call of the Forest

Sanidar gave the sword one last look before placing it on the rack between the massive broadsword and the chest plate. He was exhausted, but the sword was complete at last. It had taken him weeks to forge it — melting raw iron ore and pouring it into ingots. Then came the long, excruciating task of annealing and hammering it into shape. 

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Book Review: The Christmas Wedding by James Patterson

Who doesn't love a wedding — let alone a Christmas wedding? When Gabby Summerhill sends a video message to her four children and their families that she is getting married, not one of them is even remotely surprised. Gabby has always been a bit of a free spirit.

50 Quotes about Fantasy

Fantasy fires our imagination and fills us with awe, wonder and terror. It is the landscape of beautiful dreams and creative impulse. Through out history humans beings have been fascinated by its power. Here are 50 quotes from famous authors, poets and even scientists telling us about the importance and power of fantasy and how it changes our lives.

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Can Art Fly out of Its Nest? 

Let’s say you’re a human sitting beside a fire in a cave, 17000 years ago. You hear your tribe talking about today’s hunt – the number of deer caught is decreasing each passing day, they’re considering relocating to higher ground, perhaps they will find more reindeer there. In that moment, would it occur to you to draw your memories of the hunt on a cave wall?

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Prologue: A Call of the Forest

Everybody was wet and cold — very cold which was strange in this temperate land. But the rain was relentless and it had been falling for weeks. So far it showed no signs of ceasing. Every hut in the village had become a stream now. Only the Chief's Hut had remained. The hut was built on an ancient tree...

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Book Review: Confessions of a Shopaholic by Sophie Kinsella

Rebecca Bloomwood is just an average girl living in London. Everything in her life is constant — her friends, her job, and her crippling debt. Although Becky has a steady job writing for a magazine called Successful Savings (trust me, the irony is not lost on me), the work is nothing short of boring and doesn't pay well.

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