петак, 03. септембар 2010.

Yahia Lababidi

Yahia Lababidi
♥ ♠ ♦ ♣

1. The thoughts we choose to act upon define us to others,
the ones we do not define us to ourselves.

2. Impulses we attempt to strangle only develop stronger muscles.

3. History does not repeat itself, human nature does.

4. The small spirit is quick to misperceive an insult,
the large spirit is slow to receive a compliment.

5. However jeweled the mind, we also think through its defects.

6. Time heals old wounds only because there are new wounds to attend to.

7. A good listener helps us overhear ourselves.

8. Envious of natural disasters, men create their own.

9. The personal made universal is art’s truth.

10. Different faiths are different dialects of the same Language.

11. Spirituality occurs at the boiling point of religion, where dogma evaporates.

12. Miracles are proud creatures; they will not reveal themselves to those who do not Believe.

13. Intuition: generous deposits made to our account by an unknown benefactor.

14. To speak of spiritual intimations is a kind of kiss-and-tell.

15. To give birth to a God the self must die in the delivery room.

16. Pleasure may be snatched from life’s clenched fists, not joy.

17. In life, as in love, graceful leave-taking is the epitome of gratitude.

18. Take two opposites, connect the dots, and you have a straight line.

19. We are no more related to our past selves than we are to our future selves.

20. Temptation: seeds we are forbidden to water, that are showered with rain.

21. The power of ideals is such that they may be transmitted even by those who do not live by them.

22. Idealist: lawyer who cannot hear his client, Life, confessing her guilt.

23. To be treated with mercy, some of us must reveal our handicaps,
others must conceal theirs.

24. Like cars in amusement parks, our direction is often determined through collisions.

25. To hurry pain is to leave a classroom still in session.
To prolong pain is to miss the next lesson.

26. Our metaphysical eyes are expert at collapsing distances
–through the apparent to the infinite.

27. Truth can be like a large, bothersome fly - brush it away and it returns buzzing.

28. It is wise to know oneself, if only to add to the sum of human knowledge.

29. With enigmatic clarity, Life gives us a different answer each time we ask her
the same question.

30. Only after we have mastered a thing are we beyond it: such as culture, technique ... even words.

31. Things are at their most comfortable, before they collapse – be they armchairs or relationships.

32. It can be just as difficult to catch a whiff of our own anguish as it is to detect our bad breath.

33. Eye contact: how souls catch fire.

четвртак, 05. август 2010.

Sense and Silence: Collected Poems by R.K.Singh published

Sense and Silence: Collected Poems by R.K.Singh published
A volume of collected poems of R.K.Singh, an Indian English poet, has recently appeared from Yking Books, Jaipur. The volume contains all the previously published collections of the poet besides many new poems, haiku and tanka.
Sense and Silence: Collected Poems: 1974-2009, ISBN 978-81-910588-2-6, a volume of Indian English poet R.K.Singh's all previously published poetry collections and several news ones, particularly haiku, tanka, and haiku and tanka sequences, is now published.

Available to Indian readers, especially teachers and researchers, on 40% discount and free postage, the library edition of the poet's poems is priced at Rs.995/- and is available from: Yking Books, 18, Jain Bhawan, Opp. N.B.C., Shanti Nagar, Jaipur 302006, India.

Others may like to contact the publisher for special discount via email ykingbooks@gmail.com . It is priced at US$ 50 (including postage).

The contents of the book include:

1. My Silence
2. Music Must Sound
3. Memories Unmemoried
4. Flight of Phoenix
5. I Do Not Question
6. Above The Earth’s Green
7. The Face in All Seasons
8. Sexless Solitude
9. The River Returns: Tanka
10. Every Stone Drop Pebble
11. Peddling Dream: Haiku
12. The River Returns: Haiku
13. Some More Haiku
14. Some Haiku Sequences
15. Some Tanka Sequences


Published Prefatory Notes/Forewords/
Front-Notes/Some Comments


субота, 31. јул 2010.

уторак, 27. јул 2010.

четвртак, 22. јул 2010.

понедељак, 12. јул 2010.

петак, 09. јул 2010.

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среда, 07. јул 2010.

James Brandenburg

Just wanted to dangle a bit over the edge,
then come back to reality.
What the hell ever that means.
Well, I have come back,
somewhere—looking for—something
that reality still elusive, out of reach.
Dangled a bit too long over the edge,
Fell off into space.
All spaced out for a while,
gradually climbed back up.
It’s not easy out there;
it’s not easy up here.
Dangled a bit too long over the edge.
Keep falling off; no fear anymore.
Still not easy coming back,
Still don’t know what I want here.
Looking for that certain reality,
what the hell ever that means.
I live now on the edge,
dual personalities—my heart out there.
Part of me wants that certain reality,
all those shoulds.
Part of me wants to follow my heart
over the edge.
It’s those inbetweens bothering me.
Can’t stop searching for that certain reality,
uncertain as it might be.
Still can’t stop going over the edge
By James Brandenburg

I am
a fortress of fire
passion in my bones
bleeds into my being
and transcends
moment by moment
so hot sometimes
it melts iron.
I am
a fortress of fire
my smoke ascends
above a solitary mountain
in Prussia
for 800 years.
It is
my heritage
that flames
my poetry
By James Brandenburg
Brand = fire
Burg = fortress

Every morning
the old woman’s dog
romps in the park,
while from her bag
she feeds the pigeons
a daily ritual
from one with barely enough
to buy the seeds,
but a deed in which coos
wash her spirit clean.
Morning dew
awakens in the shadows
of ash and pines,
a place for reflection
curbed only by broken bottles
along the path,
by newspaper pages
dispersed on benches
in different angles
at the wind’s discretion,
remnants of misery
that survived the night
and too much drink
of one gone searching
for a better day
as I return full circle
to where cooing pigeons
mirror the charity
of the old woman
who bequeaths me
tranquility for courage
under the rising sun.
By James Brandenburg

Somewhere Between
Somewhere between
midnight and morning
she emerges
outside my open window
whispers between leaves
as they fall
then mists
into night’s silky silence
Somewhere between
dewfall and daybreak
she slides
into the shadows;
I awaken
I look for her
behind the wind
Somewhere between
the hollows
and my ribs
I feel her echo
spiraling upward
it pulsates
a breath away
from light
The essence
of Wordsworth’s
Phantom of Delight
a flight of fantasy
in the night
and when I pour forth
my inner mysteries
she circles in my light’s
somewhere between
the songs
from my heart
and silence.
By james brandenburg

недеља, 20. јун 2010.

четвртак, 17. јун 2010.

Voices de la Luna

Hope an Oil Painting by Ulrike Rowe

Voices de la Luna
A Quarterly Poetry & Arts Magazine

Tuesday 15 June 2010
Volume 2, Number 4

A Letter from the Editors
Mo H Saidi and James Brandenburg

The editors of Voices de la Luna believe poetry heals and the arts advance our quality of life. Therefore we have encouraged youth and adults keen on writing poetry to release their untold feelings and emotions in this form of literary art. As Sandra Cisneros said in a recent interview to be published in the 15 June issue of Voices, “I enjoy writing poetry. When I am about to tackle the characters facing emotional and social issues, I write fiction. To debate social issues, I write essays, but poetry is more of a personal matter for me. I sit behind my desk, release my feelings and emotions, and write poems.”
Now we are reaching out to new audiences. We have gone to the Lighthouse for the Blind and interviewed some of their dedicated and proud blind workers, such as Ernie Arce, a 22 year old who works as a general assembler. We have visited homeless people under the Commerce Street Bridge near the Bexar County Detention Center, including a 25 years old pregnant woman. We have conducted a workshop for youth and senior citizens at Bihl Haus on Fredericksburg Avenue, where we highlighted the healing effects of poetry and the relationship between medicine & art. We continue to experience that poetry and arts bring soothing and encouraging results, even among underprivileged and deprived people and among those with disabilities and emotional problems.
The therapeutic effects of poetry, painting, and music are especially valuable after devastating events, such as natural disasters and wars. Writing poetry about their grievances, by expressing their grief in letters, and by composing music, helps people purge themselves of pain and suffering and thereby transport painful events from the present into memories of the past. To write an elegy about the loss of a dear one, the poet immortalizes that person, and the memory of that person acquires beauty and sweet love. As Dylan Thomas says in his most popular poem, “Do not go gentle into that good night.”
We believe poetry and arts are undying elements of life, and by advocating these aspects and characteristics of the human soul, Voices de la Luna is serving an important role in the community. Even in the gravest of times, we celebrate poetry and arts in San Antonio and Texas as a way of eternalizing our human values.






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петак, 04. јун 2010.



Redovni članovi
Zlatomir Borovnica
Jadranka Bukovica
Borivoj Bukva
Tatjana Debeljački
Ratko Dimovski
Ivan Dobra Žirjanin
Srđan Duhović
Ernie Gigante Dešković
dr. sc. Rajko Glibo
Tatjana Jedriško Pančelat
dr. sc. Juraj Plenković
Željka Jurčić Kleković
Sanja Kozlica
Elfrida Mahulja
Vesna Miculinić Prešnjak
Ruška Nikolašević Stojanović
Tome Orlić
Valerio Orlić
Dražen Pavlić
Ivo Pavlić- Iko
Marija Pogorilić
Klara Polak Poljarević
Saša Radović
Riccardo Staraj
Josip Eugen Šeta
Desimir Širola
Jadranka Tarle Bojović
Ante Tičić
Savo Trbović
prof. dr. sc. Vasil Tocinovski
Kolinda Vukman
dr. Jadran Zalokar

Pričuvni članovi

Sanjin Ćiković
Vlado Franjević
Marina Jurić
Ivana Klovar
Zinaida Koševoj
Vesna Ladišić
Nikolina Marčelja
Malvina Mileta
Zlatko Moranjak
Marin Perčić
Lazar Radmanović
Daniel Radočaj
Nadija Rubeša
Darija Stipanić
Lari Šeta Tatjana Udović
Ljiljana Dobra
Nino Bijelac


Biljana Bokun – Lora
Radije Hoxha – Dija
Olga Lalić Krowicka
Rajko Đedović
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четвртак, 03. јун 2010.

Carolyn Hall - "ACORN"

Lorin Ford: Notes from the Gean


Lorin Ford writes haiku and longer poems from her tumbling-down C19 worker's cottage home in Brunswick, Victoria [Australia]. Much of Lorin's early childhood was spent on the foreshore and beach of a Melbourne bay-side suburb. From age nine she lived with her father, who ran the pub in a small East Gippsland timber town. She left school early, at fourteen, preferring a 'glamorous' career in hairdressing to her year 9 correspondence lessons. Later, she received an Honours degree in English Literature and a Dip. Ed. and subsequently taught high school English and ESL. She has remained an eternal student, enjoying her discovery of new aspects of the world, and of poetry, especially.

Lorin's haiku have been widely published in Australian and overseas journals and anthologies. Her credits include first prize in the 6th and 7th paper wasp Jack Stamm awards, in 2005 and 2006, first prize in the Shiki Salon Annual Haiku Awards 2005 - free format category, Winner - The Haiku Calendar Competition 2010 and first prize - contemporary category, THF's 'Haiku Now! 2010 Contest'. Her first haiku collection, a wattle seedpod, was awarded first place in the Haiku Society of America Mildred Kanterman Memorial Merit Book Awards, 2009.

Three Lights Gallery published what light there is, an online collection of thirty of Lorin’s haiku, in 2009. More information may be found in her responses to Curtis Dunlap’s Three Questions at Blogging Along Tobacco Road.




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петак, 07. мај 2010.

Danse Macabre Publicité

David M. Buhajla - Tatjana Debeljački - Matthew Dexter
Robert C.J. Graves - Neal Kemet - Don Peteroy
B.B. Riefner - Farida Samerkhanova

poetry ♣ fiction feuilleton ♠
Vasile Alecsandri - Narender Bedide - Alexander Blok
Alan Britt - David M. Buhajla - Felicia Florine Campbell
Alex Cigale - Tony Curtis - Jozefina Cutura
Subhankar Das - Tatjana Debeljački - Matthew Dexter
R.M. Engelhardt - Robert CJ Graves - Vera Jelihovsky
Margit Kaffka - Neal Kemet - James Kendley
Vsevolod Vladimirovitch Krestovski - Lyn Lifshin
H.P. Lovecraft - Vladimir Mayakovsky - Valery Oisteanu
DLW Pesavento - Don Peteroy - Helen Peterson
Francis Ponge - Derek Richards - B.B. Riefner
Elizabeth I. Riseden - Farida Samerkhanova
Claire Trévien - Paul Verlaine - George Syvester Viereck
Anand Vishwanadha - Sarah White
Vive liberté, égalité, fraternité, et littérature!
Liberate your imagination at the finest coloratura buffet online

~ Danse Macabre ~
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среда, 05. мај 2010.

субота, 24. април 2010.

Ban'ya Natsuishi

In 1955, born as Masayuki Inui, in Aioi, Hyogo Prefecture, Japan. He saw his first haiku selected by Tohta Kaneko in a monthly when he was fourteen. In 1975 met Avant-garde haiku poets Tohta Kaneko and Shigenobu Takayanagi in Tokyo. Studied French Literature and Culture at Tokyo University where he received an M.A. in Comparative Literature and Culture in 1981. In 1992 appointed Professor at Meiji University where he continues to teach. In the same year won the 38th Modern Haiku Association Prize. From 1996 to 1998 was a guest research fellow at Paris 7th University. In 1998 with Sayumi Kamakura, he founded international haiku magazine "Ginyu"(Troubadour), became its Editor-in-Chief. Secretary General and panelist of the 1st International Contemporary Haiku Symposium held in Tokyo, 1999. In 2000 co-founded the World Haiku Association with Jim Kacian and Dimitar Anakiev. Also he serves as Director of the Modern Haiku Association (Japan). Now he lives in Fujimi City near Tokyo.
Tel & fax: +81-49-252-9823
Email: haikubanya@mub.biglobe.ne.jp

World Haiku Association

John Tiong Chunghoo

haiku one:

in criss-crossing shadows
of the mountains, we admire
sunbathed summits

haiku two:

in criss crossing shadows
we admire sunbathed

haiku three:

tottering ballet dancer
the butterfly flutters
round a bloom

haiku three:

dead widow's bamboo bell
each chime echoes
a memory of her

haiku four;

dead widow's bamboo bell
forelorn the chime
has become


петак, 12. март 2010.

Angela Leroux-Lindsey

THE ADIRONDACK REVIEW: A Literary & Arts Quarterly


The Spring 2010 Issue of
The Adirondack Review is now online! A sample of what's inside: fiction by Marshall Moore; poetry by Yehoshua November and Nicelle Davis; translations from Martin Krol and Annemie Dupuis; photography by Brandon Lingle; a profile on artist Michael Hafftka by Lori Cole; book reviews and lots more. We're also pleased to feature original German poetry by Jürgen Brôcan.

We hope that spring brings you good cheer. Happy reading!

Angela Leroux-Lindsey
Managing Editor


Image: CHERRY BLOSSOM II by Ichiro Okada
contact us: editors@theadirondackreview.com

понедељак, 08. фебруар 2010.




dry laundry-
the fish-pattern towel
still damp

hot evening -
his breath
the only breeze

a ladybug
on my red blouse --
almost invisible

wild wind -
my palms too small
to hold the falling leaves

braking the bus
brings me closer
to a stranger

wet street -
careful steps
over lit windows

church stairs --
in the bottle of a beggar
morning light

after the quarrel
the sound of rain fills
the emptiness between us

autumn forest --
step by step
whisper by whisper