Ariadne’s Notes: The World Poetry Café Radio Show with host and producer Ariadne Sawyer and co-host Diego Bastianutti  on June  21 , 1-2 PM, PST  CFRO , 100.5 FM was honoured to welcome  the amazing and talented Amita Sanghvi from Oman to the show. Also, we read the bio and played music from Juan Andres Ospina’s CD , Tramontana (released April 20) He unfortunately was not able to call in.

The show included a good Father’s Day E Poem from Ahmad Al-Khatat. He was born in Baghdad on May 8th. From Iraq, he came to Canada at the age of 10, the same age when he wrote his very first poem back in the year 2000. 

Also, we sang Happy Birthday to special volunteer Sharon Rowe in English, Spanish, Brooklynese, Italian and our great tech Victor Schwartzman read another one of her Big Bessie stories.

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Amita Sanghvi teaches English at Sultan Qaboos University in Muscat, Oman. She was a British Council Hornby Award winner and successfully completed her Masters in English Language Teaching from Lancaster University, UK. She has presented several academic papers in the USA, UK, Germany, Italy, Turkey, Egypt, Malaysia, Japan, Oman and India. To buy her latest book: Amazon.com: LAVENDER MEMORIES AND OTHER POEMS (9789386794925): AMITA JAYANT SANGHVI, MS. AMITA JAYANT SANGHVI: Books

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In Feb 2018, Amita has published her first book of poetry “Lavender Memories and Other Poems”.

These poems are about finding peace in Nature and healing and regaining strength from Nature.

Here is  sample of published poems. She is currently  working on 3 more books.

 

Poem 1

LAVENDER MEMORIES- I.

 

Velvet violet mounts

Lavendered, darkened

Stand so silent, 

Silhouetted.

 

I stare spellbound 

At the pale gold filtering,

Through grey- blue skies.

 

A few rays visit

The blessed Land,

Reflecting serenity

 Ah my heart,

 Lifts, quietly lit!

 

Poem 2

 

LAVENDER MEMORIES-II.

 

That brown line

 Between truth

 And its reflection.

 

Like fainting memories 

Mirrored, so still, 

So still the Lavenders

In my heart.

 

Frowns drown.

A slight smile

Takes a while

To travel,

 

The miles between 

 Detachment and affection.

 

Poem 3

 

Stripey Strides -I

 

The moment

    Pre-movement

That split 

    Of a second

 

Feet lifted 

    Off ground 

 Yet undecided 

    Where to go

 Direction unfathomed

 

Speck of uncertainty,

 Speck of fear,

 Speck of indecision,

 Speck of lively frenzy,

 

The stripe-adorned

 Speck of life,

From the painter’s eyes

A matter of stride.

 Such a pride!

 

Amita  Sanghvi  (C) All rights reserved by the author.

 * Photos from the Indian Consulate in Oman.