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Ariadne’s Notes: The World Poetry Cafe Radio Show , CRFO 100.5 FM welcomed e-poet Kezang Dawa from Bhutan. Called the Wonder Poet, Kezang Dawa , works as a driver in his magical country and has written over 300 poems on FB. Broadcasting from New Westminster, Ariadne was pleased to read his lovely poem which a fan wants to translate into French.
Also, featured in the show , was a special album by the amazing Laura Kelsey and her band. Dispell http://dispellband.bandcamp.com and a book launch of a lovely book by the talented poetess Preeta Chandran and artist Pankaj Rohilkhandvi. Features to follow as soon as I can.
LET ME GO HOME AGAIN
Let me go home, where my own kind lies
Let me go home, where the birds freely flies’
Let me go home, where I can live with the nature.
Let me go home, where life is full of adventure.
It’s been such a long time, Let me climb this ladder
Climb up, Get in and meet my mother and my father
My home is made of bamboo mats, and we might sleep on the floor
But, this is my home, where love and affections come in galore.
Door lock is of creepers or vines, entangled, maybe not strong
But there is nothing to fear, for no one does anything wrong.
The roof is made of straws or bamboos and maybe tarpaulin.
But it sure holds off the sunlight rays, even the rains down-pouring
In the evening we sit by the fire, drink and sing songs forlorn
Sharing one another’s woes and worries, binding us even strong.
The hard toil, out in the field by the day, is soon relieved
It sure is a good feeling to be amongst your own breed.
A poem by Kezang Dawa (C) All rights reserved by the author.
A Wonder poet from Bhutan