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The Retired Honorable Army Major 64
Born in Kingston Jamaica
1.Where are you from? I was born in Kingston, Jamaica from a lineage of Scottish descendant that immigrated and settled in Westmoreland, Jamaica; however, I am now residing in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA. 2. Tell about where and how you were raised; you schooling etc? I was raised by my biological parents Kenneth Spence and Olive Spence, both business Entrepreneurs. I attended All Saints High School and St. Luke’s Anglican Church, where I was baptized and confirmed. I was raised with my six brothers and two sisters. We were a closely-knitted team of siblings. Upon graduation from high school, I attended The College of Art, Science and Technology in Jamaica where I started studying telecommunication engineering. I was later asked by one of my brothers to relocate to New York and assist him with his business operation. When I landed in New York it was freezing cold and snowing. That was my first encounter with the cold and the snow. While in New York I attended MidtownBusinessSchool and studied accounting. I obtained an undergraduate degree from the University of Maryland in business and management, and I also have graduate degrees from WebsterUniversity in St. Louis, Missouri, and WashburnUniversity in Topeka, Kansas. 3. What is or was your career or how did you earn a living? I served twenty-five years in the United States Army. I first enlisted as a private with no rank. I was promoted to sergeant in three years; this was during the end of the Vietnam conflict. I had several breaks in
service were I worked at different jobs. For example, I worked as a real estate consultant and tax consultant while attending the University of Maryland, where Icompleted the Reserved Officers Training Corps to become acommissioned officer in the military. I graduated as the Distinguished Military Graduate as was promoted to the rank of second lieutenant. I eventually retired in 1997 at the rank of major. While serving in the military I volunteered to become a Eucharist minister under the directions of the Episcopal Bishop of the Armed Forces. I also worked as an adjunct faculty member at various colleges at night to assist students in advancing their education. 4. Have you served your country in any way? I have served in the United States Army for twenty-five years. I enlisted in the army as a private and retired as a major. Some of the units I served with as a paratrooper are as follows: 75th Airborne Rangers, 82nd Airborne Division, and 101st Airborne Division. I have held leadership position from that of a team leader, squad leader, platoon leader, company executive officer, company commander, battalion executive officer and acting battalion commander. During military service I served in Egypt, Israel, Germany, Korea, Panama, and various bases and places in America, such as Kentucky, North Carolina, Kansas, New Jersey, and Virginia just to name a few. I have also served in the field of law enforcement for approximately two years as a police officer during a break in my military service. 5. How long have you been and how did you come to be a member of the private members only Alliance? I have been a member of the Alliance since its beginning. Prior to that, I was a member of Poetry and Passion. When the leadership separated I was asked to be the Prayer Chaplin for the Alliance. I accepted the position for several reasons: individuals need Christ in their lives; I am used to praying for people since childhood; I have a degree in Divinity from Faith Theological Seminary; I have served in the United States Army as a volunteered Eucharist Minister for many years, where I assisted solders with many issues in that capacity. After retiring from the military, I was licensed and ordained as a minister by the BaptistChurch, based on my training and experience. 6. Have you ever won anything or been awarded anything in life (include here our sites poetry logo’s achieved)? I would need a book to answer this question. During my tour in the military I have received numerous awards, decorations and citations for exemplary service. As a student, I have also received various awards for studiousness. As a tax consultant, I have received various awards for excellent service. Here at theAlliance, I have received the Level-five Logo in the Stylist group and the Bard Logo. Regarding my books, I have won the Best Christian Poetry Award for the book, Trilogy Moments for the Mind, Body and Soul; and I have received the Publisher’s Best Seller Award for my latest book, The Awakened One Poetics. By the way, while on the Old Blue poetry site, I received the National Poet Laureate and corresponding National Reviewer awards; additionally, many of my poems were listed in the top-100 category. I also received the poetry ambassador award from the International Library of Poetry. I have also won the Platinum Expert Author Award from Ezine Articles for writing 100 Articles in 100 Dayswith 400 of more words, just to name a few. 7. How did your interest in writing poetry begin? My interest in writing began as a child. I attended extracurricular activity schooling on the weekends in Jamaica where I studied math and English with my siblings. I started writing poetry which my mother developed in me. While in the military I wrote poetry more seriously. While there, I assisted many soldier with their poetry writing to loved ones back home. We then sprinkled cologne on the poetic pages before mailing, believe me, it worked wonders. When my mother passed away in 2003, I wrote my first book in her honor, A Trilogy of Poetry, Prose and Thoughts for the Mind, Body and Soul. It helped me in dealing with the grief and agony of her passing.
8. Have you published any books or been featured in any? I have published four book, A Trilogy of Poetry, Prose and Thoughts for the Mind Body and Soul (2005); Trilogy Moments for the Mind, Body and Soul(2006); The Awakened One Poetics (1st edition 2009); and, The Awakened One Poetics (2nd edition 2010). I have been featured in many books published by The International Library of Poetry, the Alliance, World Haiku Association, Taj Mahal Review, Harvest of New Millennium, and many others, including online sites, such as World of Poetry just to name a few. 9. Have you any preferred style of poetry that you like to write in? Although I have invented seven poetic forms, I still love to write in all poetic forms and styles. Being opened to the world of poetry writing enhances one capability and ability to write. The more one writes the greater one will be able to write, thus, not limiting one’s ability for advancement. I have invented many styles, however, the Epulaeryu poetry invented by me is most in my heart. 10. If you could change anything in your own life what would it be…? I wished if I had more time to spend with my children during my military service which spanned over quarter of a century. They grew up so fast and the next thing you know that are off on their own. Now they are busy with their own kids; at least, I am enjoying my eight grandchildren. 11. What do you think of the alliance; is it a good place for writers/poets? The Alliance is an awesome place for poets and writers. It fosters studiousness in each poet. It offers a variety of activities for poets to participate in, it’s not limiting, and it’s always developing new focus and the like. One of the most elevating things about the alliance is that it offers the poets and writers a medium for publication of their books, which is limited on a variety of sites. 12. If you could make a wish and have it come true what would it be? This is a very interesting question. I would love to see hunger and hate eliminated from the world. I think this would save many from the judgment, especially when Christ returns to claim His world. 13. If you had the chance to live your life again what era would you like it to be in past or future and why? I would love to be in the same era. Based on what I have acquired and the knowledge gained I would be able to make a greater impact on the world and my environment for the betterment of people. 14. Are there any special words of advice that you would like to see acted upon by the next generation? I could think of many: seek Christ, stay away from street drugs, help each other to achieve, abide by God’s laws, do the best that there is to do in whatsoever one has to do, and set a positive example for others to follow. 15. What are the final words you would like to say to the reader? Life is not static; it’s dynamic and keeps on moving like a river. Just don’t let it runs dry on you. Also find other tributaries or rivers for nourishment. Let it be a source of hope and inspiration for others to obtain their nourishment from and to base their lives on as an example to follow; but most of all put God first and all the desires will follow. To see all my books in detail please visit my websites www.epulaeryu.org http://www.theawakenedonepoetics.com/
Thank you! for reading ... Blessings Joseph Source: http://poetryalliance.hubpages.com/hub/The-Retired-Honorable-Army-Major
t Anil CS Rao - The Author and The Artist
Anil CS Rao is a writer - artist based in Eluru, Andhra Pradesh, India. He was born in Hyderabad but spent the next 30 years on and off living in America prior to settling in India. His artwork has been exhibited in galleries in America, Europe and India. In addition to graphic works, he has published fiction and poetry also available through Cyberwit Publishers.
Teenager’s poetry collection released
THIRUVANANTHAPURAM: Fourteen-year-old Aiswarya T Anish, who has released her first collection of poetry, was introduced as a prodigy by Additional Chief Secretary and author K Jayakumar. “She experiences life with intensity. And her mastery over language is commendable. Words fall in the appropriate places with the appropriate precision,” he said, releasing Aiswarya’s book, ‘The Crescent Smile’, at the Press Club. Aiswarya, a ninth-standard student at Trivandrum International School, has already published her poems on the Internet. She was noticed for her matured style by the editors at Indian Ruminations, a website promoting upcoming talents in Indian English writing, said Sandhya S N, chief editor of the website. Aiswarya’s poetic idiom is fresh and unique, said Jayakumar. She has the poet’s insight into ordinary life and each verse has the signature of a prodigy, he said. Jayakumar, mincing no words to express his appreciation for the young poet, went on to reflect on how the ordinary sight of a withered flower had inspired Kumaran Asan’s classic poem, ‘Veena poovu’. “Wordsworth’s ‘Daffodils’ is not about the flowers, it is only a window,’’ he said, adding that when a poet picks up an image from the sights and scenes around, it ceases to be ordinary and becomes a metaphor for the great truths of life. Aiswarya also earned the praise of her school’s president George M Thomas and principal Sanjay Tiwari for her talent that is matched by academic excellence. Tiwari received the book from Jayakumar and Sandhya introduced it to the audience. N Viswarajan, retired principal, SN College, T Sainulabdeen, Alappuzha DCC member, and Premji, member, Indian Ruminations, spoke. The book is published by the Allahabad-based firm, Cyberwit.
Source: Express News Service, 11th July 2011
Doc Drumheller’s book In Transit released on Aug. 30, 2011 by Cyberwit editor Dr. Santosh Kumar
r. Santosh Kumar.
Doc Drumheller lives in New Zealand where he teaches creative writing at the School for Young Writers and edits the literary journal Catalyst. He has worked in award winning groups for theatre and music and has published seven collections of poetry.
Ideospheres of Pain June Nandy Cyberwit.net Rs 300, pp 161 TWENTY-ONE-OLD engineering undergraduate, Romila finds herself doubting the inconsistent thoughtpatterns of the city-custodians — predominance of communism yet prepotency of communal tendencies, revolution yet genocide, SEZ yet militant trade unionism, pro-poor veneer yet dangerous levels of corruption and police atrocities, liberal façade yet reductive templates of patriarchy, caste politics and moral policing by religious terror outfits. She urges her mother to leave the city with her, but Ma is of the opinion that it is the archaic ideologies that has to be rejected, not one’s own city. A threatening situation for Romila: conform or discard, unable to run or to be locked in — she finds coasting herself into a contemplative cul-de-sac. Resolving to embrace the city for her mother’s sake, she resolves to fight. With Kanishk, Sayak and Aryan — her three dear friends — she impugns the diabolical state agenda and its debased values. By then, Calcutta reveals its humane side through its compassionate culture and humble lifestyle. During this journey of knowing her city, Romila finds true love and gains a strong bond of friendship. Each character turns out to be a victim. Aryan loses his parents to genocide, Kanishk his sister to riots; motherless Sayak loses his love. The friends lose their classmates in campus violence and no miraculous power descends to change their jilted lives. Finally, through Romila’s speech at the convention students realise that stable governance is not about avoiding confrontation but of ensuring happiness and that happiness is the greatest good of society. No ideosphere is more important than man’s basic right to life and liberty.
Source: The Statesman, Kolkata Edition, May 23, 2011
Kurukshetra: Azsacra Zarathustra,
Anil CS Rao & Padmaja Attota
ISBN: 978-8182532410 Publisher: Cyberwit.net Secret Sanskrit Lord of Swastikas and Formulas
Cosmic Blues: A Genesis by Cosmos III. Cosmos III was born in Danville, Virginia and currently resides in camp springs, Maryland (USA).
SHOBHA MIRZA p.a. a graphic novel by anil cs rao
The House to Live
Here is a house Where the main entrance chants A welcome song for all. The beauty of rooms Designs the way of reunion. It glances through The windows of eyes: The loving gifts of nature. It is firm in its noble desires And on the flawless foundation It resides. The walls comprise The bricks of friendship. The garden of natural beauty, All the richness of values, Of poetry and paints, Embrace them all. The roof, the canopy of charity, Takes care The common man: The Designer’s celebrity.
Pravat Kumar Padhy, Andhra Pradesh, India
Who am I?
I feel violated when men undress me with arrows of lust – chewing on the skin of peach while spitting the pit, tearing my dignity to shreds, evaluating my suitability as a carrier for their seeds. Am I a bark of wood for dark nights to spray its secrets or a piece of muslin cloth for use and throw? I call upon poetry to describe my journey.
Sweta Srivastava Vikram, USA (www.swetavikram.com)
The colour of the wall, you touch Feel with soft hands, learn to linger, Open the door, strong wind rush through Take refuge in your sense, quiver. Out under the sun, calmness claims you Mock drill of the snow white high clouds, Dissolve in brightness of the day Time to be gentle with a few. Ink impression, forbidden kiss Dewey morning, the skin gets wet, Agreed that, footprints land you nowhere Anguish and grief, unknown abyss. The lean path you never follow Wicked thoughts receive a setback, Blue-yellow birds tone down their voices Grass and bush, all the time to grow. Gopal Lahiri, Ankleshwar, Gujarat
sound = colour
can you hear the lyric flowers? : polyphonies of dark light : ensembles of soft tinges : red imprints in a sharp : blue swoops in e major can you see their hymnals sung? : raining confetti of scales : roulade of pigment strata : fermata of rolled edges : crescendo of woven hues look and listen for their sighs : chroma in c minor : syllable swirls of restless colour : scratching through the fields : of a continent of sound
John Ryan, WA, Australia
This is a koan asking yo the reader (listener) to meditate on how to liberate the loving heart of the living koan from the deep valleys of the dangerous yuan all without anyone ever getting hurt. Blair Ewing, MD, USA
Loveliest of The Angels
To the loveliest of the angels That God ever made May she always be by my side I have always prayed To the loveliest of the roses That ever bloomed Brightens my day And leaves my world perfumed To the loveliest of the cherry trees That ever grew I have but one thing to say I love you Akshay Ranade, Institute of Technology, Banaras Hindu University
First published in And To The Republic
Watching the parade of life pass by On the Fourth of July Not the usual parade But poor souls who know not why or how they exist Being pushed down the hallway A random wheelchair and worker colliding Or an aide tripping in her haste to help someone Makes a case for appreciation Of any blessings we may have Walking, talking, making sense Is a privilege we take for granted In daily life with all its obligations And confusing situations Sometimes wondering if we make sense Sometimes laughing at foibles But grateful for what we have Being kind to those who do need help Greeting them with a smile Like a beam of light they smile back And feel that someone cares About the person they used to be Who is somewhere in the past Glimpses of which will sometimes follow. Floriana Hall, OH, USA
The S.E.C. Nailed the S.O.B.
He should have lived in dread of getting nailed for a ruse downright devious. Wicked! Selling what didn’t exist, he imagined he couldn’t lose. Wrong! censors did insist. And when to court he was dragged, a not-amused judge mused, then screwed the scalawag. Now, that deposed C.E.O sees the almighty S.E.C. as damn shrewd S.O.B.s.
I’m Wearing Her
wedding ring — the one she had the diamonds taken out of and substituted with zircons, because she needed the money? I never gave it much thought till today, when I felt the need to wear something of hers — for what? Surely not for good luck!
A Matter Of Perspective!
Ruth Sabath Rosenthal, NY, USA Dank was the color of the air Weighty with moisture and staleness Souls drip from the over saturation My spirit dips to an all time low Then the Grey lifts, the clouds roll by First, the simplest ray of light Shedding the layers of haze, much like the skins of a snake Then an orange bright ball My mood lightens as does my step Smiling slightly, I can breathe again Planning for a future now, wanting To live life my way, embracing this new dawn! D Everett Newell, NY, USA
Childhood: The Happiest Time in Life
If we have the childlike vision, we will always be full of inner peace and joy. Wordsworth in his famous Ode on Intimations of Immortality very rightly points out that the child is the best philosopher. The reason is that the child is devoid of any ill-will, hatred or feelings of vindictiveness. If we develop in us the qualities of innocence, honesty and nonviolence, much of the violence that we have recently witnessed in Libya, Iraq and Afghanistan, might not be repeated. The truth is that a child is a synonym of God and Love. G.W. Russell very aptly reveals that a child is a symbol of innocence and purity:
We are pools whose depths are told; You are like a mystic fountain, Issuing ever pure and cold From the hollows of the mountain. We are men by anguish taught To distinguish false from true; Higher wisdom we have not; But a joy within guides you.
There is no doubt that the child has higher wisdom. The poet is quite right that a child is like ‘a mystic fountain’. We are unable to distinguish between fair and foul, but the child is always guided by joy within. The child is “an eye among the blind”. This means that childhood is a person’s best period of life. Only by childlike honesty, love and simplicity, we become able to defeat the arch-enemy Satan. Kahlil Gibran wisely observes:
“Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself… You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, Which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.”
After childhood is over, we get enslaved to evil. We might remember Plato’s very wise and philosophic remark that before birth, our souls were in heaven. That is why we are nearest to God during childhood.
The Deepest Ever Written Book
Nietzsche’s magnum opus Thus Spoke Zarathustra: A Book for All and None has been described as “the deepest ever written”. This book by the esoteric German philosopher opposes the Christian and Jewish morals, values and traditions. It is quite ironical that Nietzsche mimics the Bible style while revealing his concept of ‘overman’ or superman through the prophet Zarathustra. For example, we may see the following quotes which state clearly and convincingly Nietzsche’s method to revolutionize the world of knowledge:One must have a chaos inside oneself to give birth to a dancing star. Of all that is written, I love only what a person hath written with his blood. Write with blood, and thou wilt find that blood is spirit. “Nothing is true, all is permitted”: so said I to myself. Into the coldest water did I plunge with head and heart. Ah, how oft did I stand there naked on that account, like a red crab! Ah, where have gone all my goodness and all my shame and all my belief in the good! Ah, where is the lying innocence which I once possessed, the innocence of the good and of their noble lies!
Too oft, verily, did I follow close to the heels of truth: then did it kick me on the face. Sometimes I meant to lie, and behold! then only did I hit— the truth. Brian Leiter raises the question whether Nietzsche was a mysogynistic Nazi-supporter, or an artistic visionary who sought to set us free from our moralistic chains. “Like Hume, he thought that none of our beliefs are rationally justified. So, why believe in morality—or causation for that matter—if neither has rational foundation?” Gianni Vattimo in his latest book Dialogue with Nietzsche (2006) regards Nietzsche as a constructive philosopher whose work is “charged with meaning for the future” . - Santosh Kumar, Editor, Cyberwit.net
Suzie Palmer's alternative approach
SUZIE Palmer is an author and a poet. She also has a rare form of multiple sclerosis and an amazing attitude towards her condition. Ms Palmer, of Woy Woy, continues to believe that one day she will be out of her wheelchair, possibly running and jumping again. She has even more reason to smile lately after her poetry was featured in the Adventures in Manifesting: Health and Happiness series created by Alska Publishing. The book features a collection of inspirational stories from some of the world’s most influential teachers in the field of personal development including Dr Joe Vitale, from The Secret, and self-help veteran Brian Tracey. Ms Palmer’s chapter is called I Am That, I Am where she explores themes of overcoming medical diagnosis, trail-blazing a new way of thinking and healing paths, spirituality and insight. Ms Palmer decided early on in her diagnosis in 1995 not to accept traditional drugs and has formulated her own healing journey. Today her health therapies include adult stem cell treatment, ligament adjustment, ortho bionomy, similar to Bowen therapy, and natural allergy therapy to name a few. “Over the past 15 years, alternative therapies have been my only reduction from exasperating symptoms of multiple sclerosis,’’ she said “I am staying healthy without drugs and I have never been healthier.” She was told by a sage in 1999 that she would become a writer, Suzie Palmer began writing an autobiography as well as her poetry. While her autobiography is still a work in progress, she has had two poetry books published, Loving All and Prosperity Rat, as well as hundreds of poems on an international writing site. She also performs recitals at schools and sites in Sydney. The Adventures in Manifesting was released in November and is available at bookshops and online hub, whatareyoumanifesting.com. For more information visit Ms Palmer’s website suziepalmer.com
About - Sweta Srivastava Vikram
Sweta Srivastava Vikram (www.swetavikram.com) is an award-winning writer, poet, novelist, author, essayist, educator, and blogger whose musings have translated into four chapbooks of poetry, two collaborative collections of poetry, a novel, and a nonfiction book of prose and poems (upcoming in 2012). Her scribbles have also appeared in several anthologies, literary journals, and online publications across six countries in three continents. Sweta has won two Pushcart Prize nominations, an International Poetry Award, Best of the Net Nomination, Nomination for Asian American Members’ Choice Awards 2011, and writing fellowships. Taj Mahal Review describes her as "A poet with hauntingly beautiful talent." Sweta has held several artist residencies in Europe and America and worked on collaborative projects with artists from Zimbabwe and Australia. A graduate of Columbia University, she reads her work, teaches creative writing workshops, and gives talks at universities across the globe. Sweta lives in New York City with her husband. You can follow her on Twitter (@ssvik) or Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/Words.By.Sweta).
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About - Prof. Moshé Liba
Moshé Liba, 1931 As lecturer, writer and poet, member of the Hebrew Writers Association in Israel, of the Haagse Kunstkring-The Netherlands, and of various other national and international associations, he has lectured and published and is included in anthologies. He contributes regularly to literary, historical and international publications, reviews, periodicals, yearbooks, anthologies, and On-line publications in the Internet. Writing in several languages, he has published 66 books, history books, short stories, essays, literary criticism, children’s books, theater-plays, albums, brochures, between them 37 books of poetry-including bilinguals.
Survivor wants Peace
I want freedom a little holiday some days of liberty I want a vacation to flee far away from myself I want some rest no more me I want to shed this identity to escape, even once from the obsession I want a bit of serenity to look at me from aside to observe myself from outside May I attain a little leave from my nightmares, from myself!
He is included in the “Poetry Archive of New Zealand”, has been translated in many languages, published in various countries, and awarded many honorary titles. The Israeli company “Lily Films” Tal Shachar is planning a documentary based on his book: “Jewish Child Slaves in São Tome”. The Dutch film company “Stichting Regina Script” is working on a documentary about “Liba and Stroumsa”. A play written in Hebrew on the basis of his book:” The Fiddler from Auschwitz” was staged in Israel in 1989. A play on the same theme written in Dutch was staged in The Hague in 2008 and in 2010. The actress and writer Mieke Lelyveld (The Hague) is currently transforming his book: “They Drank Kava” into a theatrical show. The renown composer Leon Biriotti (Uruguay) has composed the classical Concert: “Cinco Canciones Trágicas”, 2010, on some of his poems in Spanish, scheduled to be performed in Jerusalem in 2012. Moshé Liba is member of various national and international associations of painters and sculptors. He has been on the board of the New Zealand Academy of Fine Arts (2000-2004), and of other associations. Has presented 47 solo exhibitions and has participated in more than 300 group exhibitions; has won various awards and recognitions. He has illustrated books, albums, reviews and periodicals. As a board member of IMAS, he is in charge of the itinerary of the “Bible Miniature Art Exhibition”, now touring Europe. A new exhibition of the same kind is planned to tour the USA, beginning in 2012. His paintings served as scenery background for the French film “Le Grand Pardon 2”, Alexandre Films, Paris, 1993. His paintings, sculptures, statues and murals are in public institutions, libraries, museums, art galleries and private collections throughout the world. His artworks are represented in albums, anthologies and on websites in the Internet.
Short Story by Albert Russo
THE LEGEND OF THE MOSQUITO A tale of Vietnam
This is the story of Cadeo, a poor farmer, who lived in the hills of Central Vietnam with his beautiful wife. He toiled during many years and gave everything he earned to satisfy her, for he was passionately in love with his mate. Nothing was good enough for her and he would even give his blood to see her happy. But one day a terrible thing happened. The woman, who was named Cara, meaning Precious Jewel, became suddenly ill and died within a few hours. The poor farmer was distraught and couldn’t understand why the gods had punished him in such a way. She had meant more to him than his own soul. And now that she was gone, he had nothing to look forward to. Yet, he couldn’t resolve to live without her, and in spite of his immense pain and his distress, he decided that he would fight against the odds and challenge destiny. He built a rickety boat and sailed up the river, taking his dead wife along with him. He had heard that a genie roamed around the mouth of the river and that it had supernatural powers. After a long and harrowing journey, the farmer was able to meet the genie and begged him to resuscitate his wife. The genie asked Cadeo a great number of questions, sizing him up, before he gave him his answer. «I will help you, but it won’t be easy.» said the genie. «First of all, you will have to cut your little finger and not utter a sound, in spite of its hurt. Then with a smile, you will sprinkle your wife’s face with nine drops of blood, and she will come back to life.» Beaming with joy, Cadeo did as he was told. He was so overwhelmed by the idea that he would be with his wife again, that he almost felt no pain when he maimed himself. There she was, in front of him, her usual beautiful self, wondering what had happened to her. Of course one of the conditions he had sworn to abide by was to hide the truth from her, and he went about his business as he always did. «There’s a lovely cove by the river bank,» he told Cara, «wait for me there while I go and fetch some food, I’m sure you will appreciate the quiet of the place and its shade.» Half an hour had passed when a luxurious barge cast its anchor by the cove where Cara was resting, amid the twittering of birds and the delicious fragrance which the white and pink flowers of a frangipani tree gave off. It felt like paradise. The owner of the barge, evidently a rich man, by the way he dressed and the rings he wore at each finger, was struck by the beauty of the farmer’s wife as she walked to the bank. Something at once very natural and very unsettling occurred. The man, known as Bach yen, fell head over heels in love with her. At first the farmer’s wife felt confused and guilty, and remained dumb for a long moment, unable to react. The man then invited her to come aboard his barge and, much as her conscience said no, her feet carried her to the floating abode. Bach yen was so kind and so very galant with her that she couldn’t find any reasonable argument to reject his hospitality. He poured her jasmine tea and presented her with honey cakes and spoke of his fabled
life. She finally got infatuated with the man who promised to become her benefactor and to treat her like a queen. How could she resist such an offer? Forgetting that she had a husband, Cara yielded to the rich man’s plea, and sailed away with him. When Cadeo returned from his errands, seeing that his wife was nowhere to be found, he appealed to the genie and inquired about her. «She left with a very rich man.» The genie replied. «But they’re not far away, you can still catch up with them.» he added. At first aghast then furious, Cadeo jumped in his boat and began to row like a madman, until he caught sight of the luxurious barge. «Cara,» he shouted, «come back here, you have nothing to do with that man!» But the farmer’s wife had taken her decision, lured by the promises of a better life, she would live by the side of her benefactor, Bach yen. Cadeo then consulted again with the genie and asked him what he should do. «Ask your wife a last favor. That she too cut her little finger, offer it to you, as a token of your past life together, then sprinkle your face with nine drops of blood.» At first the request suprised Cara. The poor farmer insisted, saying that after that he would leave her alone and that she could go the rich man’s way. Cara and Bach yen discussed the matter and finally came to the conclusion that if that was the price of her freedom, then be it. As the farmer’s wife started to sprinkle her blood over Cadeo’s face, she gradually blanched, and by the time she spilled the last drop, she faded out completely, and in her stead buzzed a mosquito. From that fateful moment on, Cara the Mosquito took revenge on every human male she would encounter and stung each one of them with a rage that made them go wild and totally beserk.
Albert Russo who has published worldwide over 70 books of poetry, fiction and photography, in both English and French, is the recipient of many awards, such as The American Society of Writers Fiction Award, The British Diversity Short Story Award and the Prix Colette, among others. His work has been translated into a dozen languages in 25 countries. He has also garnered several prizes for his photography books, Indie Excellence awards, among others. Some of his photos have been exhibited at the prestigious Museum of Photography in Lausanne, Switzerland. He was also a member of the 1996 jury for the prestigious Neustadt International Prize for Literature which often leads to the Nobel Prize of Literature. www.albertrusso.eu
Book Reviews by Shreya Chatterjee
Author: Anil Rao & Padmaja Format: Paperback Language: English & Telegu Publisher: Cyberwit.net ISBN: 978-8182532212 About the book: “Tirupati is the town at the base of the Eastern Ghat Range known colloquially as The Seven Hills. Tirumala is the small temple town on the seventh hill of this range and is sometimes referred to as Eguava Tirupati (with the main town below referred to as Diguva Tirupati ). The residing deity, Sri Venkateswara or Balaji (as per the legend) manifested Himself in Tirumala and is enshrined in the hearts of literally millions of devotees spread across all corners of the globe, primarily within the South Indian diaspora.” When travelers take the initiative to pen down a more friendly book than those less expensive guide books we find tucked inside the cornersof rusty book stores germinating off the by lanes of tourist spots- we happen to rely on them. I haven’t visited Tirupati yet. But O Tirupati- A Pilgrim’s Companion by Anil C. S. Rao and Padmaja Attota Rao makes me promise myself at least one thing-“ when you have finally made the decision to visit the place once in your life time- make sure you have this book tucked inside your backpack, wanderer.” The book is well constructed with contents divided into: The basic historical background The broad architectural features, The architectural features of the Vimana Pradakshinam The description of Lord Venkateswara’s Temple at Tirumala. History of the temple and the associated Dynasties Sri Venkateswara Suprabhatam. There is a second part coming along- that portrays the legend associated with the temple and the residing deity. I am note quite a travelogue critic, thus I would not venture into in finer aspects. My association with historical places in terms of books written on it is sparse and I have only read about architectural building in my school days. Years have passed since then. The documented notes, subheads, aspects on constructional importance, would have never attracted me for two reasons back then- one they were never written to influence us into understanding the actual aura of the place concerned and secondly, they were accompanied with least attractive images. “O Tirupati” is better off. The writers’ personal collections of images come out as a standing proof to the cosmic ambiance attached to the place- the hand drawn sketches that come along with the story of the deity is indeed an added benefit. Had there been just the two pages brief summary of the legend, the book would fail to entice readers. Especially if you trying to draw the attention of the younger members of your traveling group, instead of just telling them about what lies inside the house of God, it is better to narrate a story that makes them live the past even in the present time for a few moments.
Discovering the uniqueness of a place lies in the drastic differences between individual perceptions. The more a writer is able to evoke that urge to perceive with vigor- the better his works are remembered. Apart from being published in English, O Tirupati! also has a Telegu edition. About the authors: Anil CS Rao is an artist and writer presently based in Andhra Pradesh in South India. He has lived in the West from the age of 4 prior to obtaining “dual citizenship” and relocating to his Mother Land in 2010. His mixed media / photoshop artwork has been exhibited in galleries in the States, Europe and in India. His wife, Padmaja is a painter and together they explore synergies with respect to their combined talents - a.k.a. “Padnil Arts” in the creation of publications and computer animated films.
Author: Sonnet Mondal Format: Paperback Language: English Publishers: Cyberwit.net ISBN: 978-81-8253-245-8 About the book: If you are to put the best composition of a man, a poet by his very name- you are likely to feel the flavour of the seasons brushing across your face. Easterlies, is thus rightly titled, as it is worthy to be called a bouquet of verses- some of it might have been published earlier and some perhaps had till now stayed in hurried notebooks of a man of many wonders. Sensibility and practical observations fuse together as you pour through the pages. To begin with I liked the style of getting a new poem to read from a fresh page. Sonnet Mondal is pragmatically drawing parallels between the illusive mind and the one his vision captures with the passing days. Therefore to understand what lies in between his measured words- you need a fresh mind and inner peace- something you will be able to get only when you see a tale ending at the bottom of a page and giving way to the new one from the fresh. Ashes won’t claim Honour- and rightly said so; it is your deeds and your smile, more so laughter, to build up that pyre on which you are rested. The poet seem to speak in favour of the ashes“They even need air, To fly and yet Fly so irrelevantly’.
A sense of helplessness echoes through much of the volume of verses I have in my hand. For instance, the lines from the poem- “Howling Night”“My limbs tied up with Moving ropes over the pulley of life”-
It informs you that you can do hardly anything to the course you are set since the day of your birth. Similarly- the poem in the adjacent page- “Blacksmith and his diamonds” is tinged with magic realism. Never so poignant pleasure in creation has got protected in very few words as this: “He smiles/ his toil vanishes!”- it is as if the plight of hard labour gets a new meaning in the revelation of a treasure that the finder can’t even keep for long. (Reminds me of the argument- “God lies not outside, but inside our very soul”.) Those diamonds would adorn the illiterates- and the seeker is least bothered about it – to his the initial thrill is enough to surplus the material gains. “The lamenting soldier” on the other hand, is ached out of pathos of a soldier who is yet to forget the true meaning of humanism.
Easterlies give you a brazen look of life but with words to weave a mystic coat over the harshness it keeps referring to from time to time. It is a face within a face or an Escher mirage with stairs pouring in and out of the house of mind. About the author: Born and brought up at the industrial city of Asansol of West Bengal in India Sonnet’s childhood was marked by visiting several places with his parents. His father Mr. Kajal Mondal is a banker and mother Mrs. Sima Mondal is a housewife. His schooling was carried out at the St. Michael’s school, Durgapur till class ten and he completed class eleven and twelve from the Hemsheela Model school of Durgapur in India. However he used to pass his holidays in his maternal house in a village named Jahidpur. Jahidpur is a village surrounded by dense ‘Sal’ forests on all sides segregating it from the busy city life and pollution. The green flora and fauna, the dense forests and wide spreading fields of paddy and rice in Jahidpur were surely some inspirations that later got reflected in his poems. He also passed much of his initial days of childhood in the coal belt area of Sripur and destiny later turned him towards Mining engineering. He was never too fascinated by his poetic name and took least interest in the genre of poetry.
A writer by profession and a poet at will- Shreya Chatterjee was born in Kolkata in 1985 and was brought up in Bihar and Kolkata alike. She is educated at G.D. Birla Centre for education, Presidency College, Kolkata and University of Calcutta. She has been writing since her school and college days, and has been an ardent member of poemhunter.com, since her college days. She writes mostly in English and Bengali. Few of her early poems have been published in college magazines and little magazines like “Raison d'être“, and “Bonhik” Presently, her works have been published in main stream magazines like "Kindle"-published from Kolkata, "shimontini"- published from Bangladesh, online magazines, like "Gingerchai.com" and journals. She has been featured in ofIndianorigin.uk, my little mag and in other e newsletters published by Castle of books, E raindrops magazines published by Moksha Publishers and in internal employee newsletter of GSK called "Infobytes". Apart from a poet, Shreya is a professional book reviewer, content writer and copy editor. She has been working in collaboration with Aritra Chatterjee, Sourav C Pandey and several other bloggers and is planning photo-poetry collages- as a integral part of her future projects. She is presently working in two main stream projects- one is dedicated to poems and the other a collection of short stories. http://wanderer-onestep.blogspot.com/
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