my pockets are full of candy wrappers. to write is to feel. i unwrap the strawberry candy of my words and let it slowly melt on my tongue, the plastic…
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Poetry corner: November
by Babet Berning Winter is coming, Every year again. Sweaters on, Dresses off. Winter is coming, Every year again. Days shorten, Sunlight decreases. Winter is coming, Every year…
Our talentshow winner Oriane Omnes!
Pictures from Unikum’s Talentshow!
Earlier in October, Unikum hosted a talentshow, where you could participate and show your true talents! We had a mix of poetry, song, comedy, and even some geography? Take a…
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Poem corner: October
THE KETTLE - Evgeniia Kadyrova the kettle is boiling on the cooker and I'm sitting there the sound literally deafens me and I'm sitting the sound penetrates…
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Poetry corner: August
poetry becomes the most difficult thing when you are clutching tears like secrets close to your chest, not letting a drop fall in case it shatters your world. "to…
Annotating books: what, why and how
You’re probably asking “Anjali, why the hell would you annotate fiction books like you’re reading for an exam?”. It’s because I’m insane, that’s why. Also, I hyper fixate on every…
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Album Review: Did you know that there’s a tunnel under Ocean Blvd
The queen of melancholy is back! And no, I’m not talking about my pathetic and sad self, but the lovely lady who makes depression and heartbreak sound heavenly, romantic, and…
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Soda bottle tulips
The smell of fresh coffee tickles my nose as I sit across of a much younger me. I smile at her, watching her eat the orange slices I cut up…
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Poetry Corner
[resemantization] A sound and its own halo above me constructing new horizons of views unseen Yet I remain myself Behind the grazing fields of sound A new world of…
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Linguistica Poetry Night Poems
Ahmed Al Saidy Rebirth Forget it all, Remain reason. Walk with me so, To entertain. You know nothing, You were just born. Therefore question, That which you know. What…
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Dikt hjørne/Poetry corner: february
Ida Har barbert leggene og lagt leppestift krøllet hår mot nystrøket bluse eplebåter til frokost skjelver, røde porselen-lepper slår sprekker det raser i de innerste rom hvor mange søyler…
Poem: Arguably the best feeling
oh, how when you kiss me it feels like the soft push of the keys on a piano. a gentle reminder of my favourite piece, a familiar touch…
Poem: New Seasons
New Seasons The heart opens heavily It's like there is no muscle memory anymore Everything changed within The rain and the snow formed new seasons To live in, to…