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The Unknown Odyssey
Author: Marius Surleac
Few days ago, when the sun went silently on the screen of the morning, something weird happened. A crazy scream beyond the greenish forest brought silence in the village. The birds fled far away, the leaves got swiftly stacked on the ground and news about what happened were to be found like whispers. *
She woke up just before 8.00 am, as usual, her hair all over the place, craving for a big portion of chips and ice-cream and maybe some cranberry juice, oh, dear God, this pregnancy was driving her mad… *
Her head stuck in the clouds looking for what has not been achieved; the feet firmly on the ground, in touch with reality.This was a bad way to begin a homely day. *
But where the hell was he? He said he was going to pick up the cot from Joe and come right back… *
She was increasingly afraid of what happened and therefore she needed to be listened and helped. *
Her belly was getting bigger by the day. And as her belly increased in size, so did her fears, her frustration, her agony! *
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Haiku contest 2016
The editing board of the Journal of Romanian-Japanese cul-tual interferences HAIKU. is continuing to organize the annual competition for haiku poems in fixed form, during the first tri-mester of 2016.
The competition is open to all poets who will send on the adress ...
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National Poetry Competition 2014 - Now Open!
The competition has a first prize of £5,000 and the closing date is 31 October 2014
You can enter online, or download a postal entry form here.
Please make sure you have read the rules before entering.
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The judges of the 2014 National ...
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5th of April 4th, 1984..
"what does the LORD require of you but to do justice..."
"what does the LORD require of you but to do justice..."
One of the Bible's (OT and/or NT) foremost statements, mentions god's topmost requirement from mankind, which is "to love/do justice..."
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The Sharpening the Green Pencil Haiku Contest 2015
The poems must be unpublished previously in media, volumes or on the internet.
Entrants: competition open to anyone
Submission Period: 1-28 Februrary 2015
Language: English (with variant in native language)
Theme: free
Style contemporary:
three lines
within ...
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