Read Poem: Avoiding the Clutches of Tony Glut, by Matt Snyder ©2019 — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.

The road to 165 is a slow and arduous task for every small 20 foot hill conquered I still stumble down large mountains often with my feet stuck in thick mud but thankfully avoiding any quick sand I’ve managed to evade Tony Glut on Easter Day because I don’t want to pay the price for […]

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Read Poem: Solitude in the City Woods, by Peeush Trikha — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.

Solitude in the City Woods The Mid July heat, the heat on the concrete pavements, Of ACs drawing out heat from all corners of houses, The CO2 s and NOs of the automobiles making life hellish, makes one feel thirsty, hot and tired. Yet tasks are to be done. Targets to me met. Disputes to […]

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Read Poem: Take My Hand, by Remi Delaplace

Come wander with me,
In these hallowed
halls of endless night.

Where I will show you,
Many things
of horror and delight.

Faint whispers hiss while
Shadows shift
and flit behind your back.

Tattered curtains sigh
Those swaying
shades of lovely black.

Candle flames flicker,
As we haunt
rooms dusty and decayed.

Eyes ever watching
From paintings
whose colors start to fade.

Mournful howls from wolves
Who prowl woods
Below a rising moon.

Hear them, the children
Of the night,
How beautiful they croon.

You smell so lovely,
We embrace
Before the windowsill.

These hands may be cold
But my dear,
My lips are colder still.

”If liberty means anything at all, it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear.” — Art of Quotation

If liberty means anything at all, it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear. George Orwell, “The Freedom of the Press” (1945)

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In Memory: “What the artist does is jump-start your mind and make you see something fresh… An artist breathes life back into stereotypes.” — Art of Quotation

“What the artist does is jump-start your mind and make you see something fresh, as if you were a visitor to the moon. An artist breathes life back into stereotypes.” John Baldessari, photographer, painter, filmmaker, sculptor, 1931-2020

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“Most people do not really want freedom, because freedom involves responsibility, and most people are frightened of responsibility.” — Art of Quotation

Most people do not really want freedom, because freedom involves responsibility, and most people are frightened of responsibility. Sigmund Freud, author

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“Why shouldn’t we, so generally addicted to the gigantic, at last have some small works of art, some short poems, short pieces of music, some…” — Art of Quotation

Why shouldn’t we, so generally addicted to the gigantic, at last have some small works of art, some short poems, short pieces of music, some intimate, low-voiced, and delicate things in our mostly huge and roaring, glaring world? Elizabeth Bishop, writer, “Elizabeth Bishop: Poems, Prose, and Letters”

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