ABSTRACT:
Let me picture silence,
By the pale moonlight.
Kissed by the breeze,
And serenaded by roos.
FULL: http://www.uncorkedwords.net/uncategorized/poetry/night-talks/
The Grampians, Victoria, Australia.
Series I
http://www.uncorkedwords.net/photography/grampians-series-i/
Example:
ARTICLE ABSTRACT:
There are many reasons people fear death. There are many consolations that one can take, other than the popular mainstay of organised religion. I am not going to discuss religion here, but rather the wisdom and ideas of ancient philosophers: Plato, the Stoics and Epicurus. It is interesting to explore differing views on death, to attempt to gain a better understanding for yourself personally.
Dearest followers,
I have recently started my own website (as some may know) and want to publish as much original content as possible. I am opening my website up for submissions (poetry, short stories, photography, art, articles, any coherent rambles that don’t fit the previous categories). I will ensure that your post has all the link-backs you wish for (WordPress, Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, your own personal website, etc.) clearly displayed with your submission. I will publish selected submissions on www.uncorkedwords.net and promote selected submissions on Twitter.
Housekeeping:
- Absolutely NO plagiarism (I will report you and name you).
- Nothing TOO graphic (sexual, violent, etc.). Keep it within reason/context.
- No bigotry of any kind.
- No spam, please.
- It does not matter if your work is published elsewhere.
To submit:
- Include your preferred name.
- Include the link-backs you would like to be shown.
- Any bio information or brief preface to your submission to be published (not required).
- Include your submission in the body email (I will not open any attachments).
- Title the email “UCW Submissions” (I will ignore anything not titled this).
- Seriously no spam, please.
For those in need of a prompt for poetry/short stories, I am suggesting “The night watchman.” Use as you see fit.
I will publish those I feel are of the best quality, whether there be one or ten, or more.
Submissions for this round are open until 21/03/2016. I may make this a permanent feature in future.
In particular reference to articles and photography, there is a chance you will also be published on jeasauai.net (with full link-backs).
Selected submissions will be notified by email. I will endeavour to reply to all submissions, as much as time allows. Please do not be offended if you do not hear anything back.
Send submissions to: submissions@uncorkedwords.net
(remember to title UCW Submissions)
Thank you. I look forward to some quality and interesting material!
A. Campbell (Uncorked Words). x
ABSTRACT:
Gather yon children,
For a tale of woe,
Of fine scarves silken,
And cheapest Bordeaux.
FULL: http://www.uncorkedwords.net/uncategorized/poetry/the-actress/
ABSTRACT:
There are many interpretations on what can be done in order to lead a good life.
We may be miserable because we have been raised by society to believe work to be a moral virtue, instead of leisure. Once upon a time, Aristotelian time, it was a very different picture.
It is becoming popular opinion that work is reducing people’s capacity for joy and contentment and that we need to use are leisure more rewardingly in order to lead a good life.
ABSTRACT:
A young man of feathers and gems,
He balances a glass of wine,
Holding flowers cut at the stem,
Resembling his bare spine.
FULL: http://www.uncorkedwords.net/uncategorized/poetry/banking-gold/
ABSTRACT:
At the white coffeehouse,
That perfume! Oh, what days!
For memories rouse,
Knowing youth, and its ways.
LINK: http://www.uncorkedwords.net/uncategorized/poetry/the-perfume-of-coffee/
ABTRACT:
An old journal entry of mine (18/12/2012) explores, rather mournfully, if there are defining moments in one’s life. To (painfully) quote;
“Deep in the abyss it seems that no matter how much one persues and analyses the past, not a single defining moment can be found. Was it this, or that? Then, or there? So, you are at a loss. At which point did it all go wrong? Was it the decisions made? People met? People lost? Were those moments of self-discovery, perhaps ill-timed? Ghosts, voices that will not fade, and scars that will not heal haunt us all. “
FULL:
http://www.uncorkedwords.net/articles/epiphanies/
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