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Taifas Literary Magazine no. 5, November, 2020

Taifas Literary Magazine no. 5, November, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198 Founded in Constanţa, June 2020 The magazine appears in Romania editorial office Founding President Lenuș Lungu Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru Technical Editor Ioan Muntean Covers Ioan Muntean Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç

Taifas Literary Magazine no. 5, November, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198
Founded in Constanţa, June 2020
The magazine appears in Romania
editorial office
Founding President Lenuș Lungu
Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean
Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru
Technical Editor Ioan Muntean
Covers Ioan Muntean
Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc
Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso
Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka
Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari
Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç

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Taifas Literary Magazine no.5, November, 2020

Muhammad ishaq Abbasi

Scott Thomas Outlar

Pakistan

Atlanta, Georgia, USA

My whole life I have to live with Nature,

Teacher dear help to shape my future.

Blank in my mind,like a clear sky,

Furnish me with the knowledge to fly.

Like the God who makes the sun shine,

Make me sparkle,my mind refine.

Help me to gain the knowledge I crave.

Thus I would live till end in a grave.

Teacher

The Beauty

Colorful flowers were blooming,

In a circle along the river.

Inside the circle of flowers,

Different birds formed a circle.

Inside, the peacock was dancing.

When he spread his tail,

It looked like a fan.

His sarcastic style was overwhelming.

His face was as red as a rose petal with pride.

He could see nothing but himself.

After a while, she stopped dancing.

The beauty of the river flow,

The beauty of the flowers,

The different colors of the birds,

and the beauty of the trees also faded before

the peacock's dance and beauty.

Everyone was praising the beauty of the

peacock.

But what about the beauty of the maker of this

beauty?

Of Echoes and Explosions

If mourning doves

and pilot gods

bless our hearts

with promises of flight

the least we can do

is dance ecstatic

and echo the signal

with our feet

or freeze our little tails off

screaming at the sun

to come out and play

- - -

bleed it down

to the final drop

then suck it up

again

and return strong

to the narrow path

- - -

we came from the trees

or from the sea

or some earlier explosion

but all I care about is where we’re headed

Scott Thomas Outlar lives and writes in the suburbs

outside of Atlanta, Georgia. His work has been

nominated for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net. He

guest-edited the 2019 and 2020 Western Voices

editions of Setu Mag. Selections of his poetry have been

translated into Afrikaans, Albanian, Bengali, Dutch,

French, Italian, Kurdish, Persian, Serbian, and Spanish.

His sixth book, Of Sand and Sugar, was released in 2019.

His podcast, Songs of Selah, airs weekly on 17Numa

Radio and features interviews with contemporary

poets, artists, musicians, and health advocates.

ISSN 2458-0198 - ISSN-L 2458-0198

TAIFAS LITERARY MAGAZINE

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