Literary Corner
My Yorghani
Holding a long wooden dowel in her hand A learned tradition from her former land She batted and fluffed until it was full the cushiony and treasured pure lambswool With heavy needle and weighty thread […]
Articles by Terri Eshilian
Poetry
A Yerevan Boy Who Sleeps with a Toy Gun
(The following poem was inspired by a heart-wrenching letter from a friend in Yerevan who told me of her son’s reaction to the war in Artsakh) Three hundred, thirty-nine kilometers away Azeri bombs murder those […]