Tag Archives: World Poetry Canada & International

Welcome ! World Poetry Canada International Advisors and Directors.

 

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World Poetry Canada International Proudly Presents our Advisors and Directors for 2015 and 2016.

They will be participating in the World Poetry 24 hour world wide Peaceathon on September 21st, World Peace Day and  hopefully the upcoming  fifth World Poetry Canada International Peace and Human Rights Film Festival  in 2016.

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Poster by  director Ceri. Please send your participation request and  ideas to astarte_sita@yahoo.com

Coming soon: more information  on the Peaceathon and how you can join in to form a solid circle of  peace and light around the world.

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Advisors:

 Dr. Hadda  Sendoo,  Mongolia.  Yoshifumi Sakura,  Japan. Dr.  Stephen Gill,  India  and  Canada. Elaine  Woo, Canada. Wanda Kehewin , First Nations, Canada. Mamta Agarwal, India. Adisa AJA Andwele, Barbados and US. Juliet ‘Kego Ume-Onyido, Canada.

Directors:

Alaha Ahrar, Afghanistan and US. Kwame Yirenkyi, Ghana and Canada. Michael Kwaku Kesse Somuah. Ghana. Sharif Saedi, Afghanistan. Oswald Okaitei , Ghana. Olajuwon Timileyin, Nigeria. Mutiu Olawuyi, Gambia. Musa Musavi, Afghanistan , Caroline C. Nazareno, Philippines. Anita Aguirre Nieveras,  Philippines and Canada.

Film directors and youth directors will be posted soon.
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 Photo display by director Musa Musavi, at UBC, festival 2014.

 

World Poetry Proudly Presents Mamta Agarwal From India!

 

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Ariadne’s Notes: It is a great honour to present the wonderful, talented  author  Mamta Agarwal, one of World Poetry Canada International’s Advisors as we expand our quest for peace through a 24 hour World Poetry Peace Poetathon  ( the brainchild of AJA) and the participation of empowered youth peace directors creating invaluable projects in the Peace for Prosperity Project ( Musa Masavi) the peace documentaries by youth filmmakers, and the new organizations for disadvantage youth that need support and nurturing. Mamta’s wisdom and help is invaluable and we think her for her help and service.

On a personal note, her book , “An Untold Story of a Pebble ” has given me hope, during good times and bad. I would like to thank her for her calmness and support which gives the strength to keep on.

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A Short Biographical Profile of Mamta Agarwal:

Mamta Agarwal studied English Literature for Masters Program at Punjab University, Chandigarh.She is a free lance writer and poet. She has published three volumes of poetry- Rhythms of life, Voices of Autumn and other short poems, An Untold Story of a Pebble. Her work has been published in several print, e journals and anthologies in India and abroad. She has travelled within the country and abroad to participate in poetry festivals.

She has been awarded World Poetry Empowered Poet Award in October, 2014 by World Poetry, Canada.
She writes in English and Hindi.Some of her work has been translated in Urdu, Telegu and Romanian Language.
She is settled in Noida, Uttar Pradesh.

Simply grass…

Grass is very appealing,
But you can’t dismiss
It just as simply grass,
Or just stuff of lawns.

If you go up and close,
You see a world
Of flowers, waiting
To be discovered.

Grass flowers keep a low profile;
Their colour, height not loud
To scream from far off!
But as I sit on grass
On a humid eve, As Sun goes down
West in May,
Or at mid-noon in December
On an icy cold day;
Somehow they remind me
Of a six month old,
Who first learns to crawl,
And raises her neck and turns
To make eye contact
With her mother.

The innocence writ large
On their face
Is their unique scent!
Although not effervescent;
Yet, they aren’t timid by any means.
What if they grow under trees,
Or wherever they get
To assert themselves!
They deserve applause for
Holding their own
On frail green stems!

Until yesterday,
I believed butterflies
Don’t visit them, but today
To my surprise and delight
I saw a pale yellow tiny butterfly alight
And whisper something in
The ears of a tiny mauve flower.

Grass flowers
Always arrest my gaze,
And I feel more than certain
God is in small details!
Then I pray let me be simple, witty,
And enduring like grass.

घांस की सादगी 
घांस मन मोह लेती है !
पर वोह सिर्फ घांस ही नहीं
ना ही सिर्फ लान की शोभा
अगर तुम नज़दीक जाओ
तो तुम्हे फूलों की दुनिया
दिखाई देगी , तुम्हारी इंतज़ार में
सरलता से
अपनी पहचान जताते हुए!
घांस के फूल अपनी और जोर
से पुकार कर आकर्षित नहीं करते,
उनका रंग हल्का और कद
छोटा ही सही –
पर मई में सूर्यास्त के समय
जब अच्छी गर्मी होती है
या दोपहर से पहले
दिसम्बर में सर्दी में,
जब भी में घांस पर बैठती हूँ
तो ऐसा लगता है,
एक मासूम बच्ची करीब छे महीने
की
जिसने घुटनों के बल अभी
चलना सीखा है
अपनी माँ का ध्यान आकर्षित करने
की कोशिश कर रही है!
घांस के फूलों की सादगी
में ही उनकी महक है
उनका स्वभाव ही चंचल नहीं है
पर वोह आँख मिलाने से झेंपते नहीं!
क्या हुआ अगर वोह पेड़ों की छाया
में जन्मे और पल के बड़े हुए
या जहाँ पर भी उन्हें अपना अस्तित्व
या पहचान बनाने का अवसर मिला
अपनी कोमल हरी टहनी पर
बने रहने के लिए
मेरा मन उन्हें देख सरहा उठता है !
कल तक मैं मायूस महसूस करती थी
तितलियाँ क्यों नहीं आती उन पर ,
लेकिन आज मैं मुस्कराएँ बिना ना रह सकी
जब मैंने एक नन्ही पीले रंग की तितली को एक जामुनी
फूल के कान में कुछ कहते देखा !
मैं जब भी घांस पर बैठती हूँ
बस टकटकी से देखती रहती हूँ ,
तब मुझे यकीन हो जाता है
वों महान चित्रकार कण कण में है !
तब मैं प्रार्थना करती हूँ, मुझे भी  घांस जैसे सरल
खुशमिज़ाज और शांति प्रिये  स्वाभाव का
बनाइये
है ईश्वर!

Mamta Agarwal (C)
18.06.2014

 

 

Michael Morris World Poetry Featured Poet from Canada!

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Michael Morris Featured World Poetry Poet from Canada!

Michael writes about himself: “I write about the way life is! I see life, not through “rose colored glasses” as some poets might see it, in order to make their writing more acceptable to the general public. Much of my writing is “hard hitting, for it describes life the way it is.

After sixty eight years of experience in the uncouth world of this creature called man/women, it might come as no surprise that my writing pulls no punches while airing my private thoughts! For really, it is meant to be a diary for airing the tensions, anger and other emotions brought on by the actions of certain segments of this species of life which seem to me to be out of control, not meaning that all the human race is out of control but only certain aspects of that race.

Although, most people wish to hear only that which is in agreement with their own personal viewpoints, there are some who wish to gain a fresh outlook on life. Thus my writing provides an example.

Here is a poem that I wrote for World Poetry”:

World Poetry

This group called World Poetry
Has much power in its hand
For once it thought it really could
And it’s determined that it can

Like an octopus, it’s tentacles
Have spread the world over
Like a gypsy, it’s pure influence
Spreads to all poetic rovers

For a thousand different avenues
Of their thoughts become attraction
And with each poetic warrior
There’s a call to arms and action

There’s a hundred different ways to write
And a thousand different styles
For some stanzas are quite serious
While others there are smiles

It may be some experience
That some member might have had
Which causes some among us
To be touched and feeling sad

For, like an artist with his paints
He portrays a picture
So once he joins this little group
He then becomes a fixture

There’s nothing that this group can’t do
If they set their minds to it
For Ari says “stop talking folks
And just go ahead and do it”

 So poets come from China
And they’re from the Middle East
To spread for us a banquet
That they pronounce a verbal feast

Alejandro translates for the world
So the Spanish folks can hear
Which brings our global family
All together and quite near

We are heard upon the radio
And we’re mentioned around the fire
While the thinking of collective minds
Are forever reaching higher

Just like a pretty garden
With so many different flowers
Each poet captures hearts and minds
As we’re sharing precious hours

Some artists play their instruments
While some others show their dances
And watching them do special steps
Oh, how our heart entrances

Some tell their different ballads
An experience they’ve had
A Scottish lassie in the downs
Or about a Scottish lad

And so the World Poetry
And the Radio Café
Have spread abroad that which we laud
And these thoughts we take away

Michael Morris ©

Note: To hear Michael, hosts Ariadne Sawyer and Alejandro Mujica-Olea on the World Poetry Cafe Radio Show listen here!

Plus a lovely e-poem by Katherine Gordon.