These things sneak up on him for no reason, these flashes of irrational happiness. It's probably a vitamin deficiency.

You think I'm not a goddess? Try me. This is a torch song. Touch me and you'll burn.

If you get hungry enough, they say, you start eating your own heart.

Our generation in the west was lucky: we had readymade gateways. We had books, paper, teachers, schools and libraries. But many in the world lack these luxuries. How do you practice without such tryout venues?

It wasn't so easy though, ending the war. A war is a huge fire; the ashes from it drift far, and settle slowly.

Make the verses flow together. If a following verse has nothing to do with the previous, you may lose our listener/reader. You want a smooth flow to hear or read, and it's easier to memorize.

His father was self-made, but his mother was constructed by others, and such edifices are notoriously fragile.