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World Poetry Celebrates Wida Tausif, from Afghanistan and New Zealand!

Ariadne’s notes: We are honoured to present the work of  yet another wonderful youth poet Wida  Tausif . World Poetry is so blessed with such talented children and youth that shine a bright light for both the present and the future. I am constantly amazed at the level of talent and empowerment of the Afghan poets, filmmakers, photographers and humanitarians  that we know. So proud of them all!

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Afghan New Zealander, Wida Tausif, was born in Afghanistan in 1992. Her family fled to Pakistan and lived in Peshawar for 9 years. Life there was uncertain, and they registered with the United Nations High Commission to find a safer place to live. Encountering many hurdles along the way, they were eventually granted residency to New Zealand, which Wida felt was ‘the furthest part of the world’… she has since moved to Melbourne. Wida has a very real talent for writing about her homeland and her many emotional experiences. She puts into words the often traumatic and difficult transition from Afghanistan to Peshawar, Peshawar to New Zealand and eventually to Australia.  Wida’s main goals in life are to ‘bring light in my people’s heart and keeping our Afghan culture alive’ by writing and becoming an official representative of her beautiful country. Wida does this through her beautifully deep crafted poetry. Bernadette Hall, a well-known NZ poet, said of Wida’s poem, “My Sweet Afghanistan” ‘…reminds me of some of the work of South American liberationist poets, like Neruda and Vallejo’. This same poem was nominated in Canterbury during National Poetry Day (competition) 2010.

She writes: ” Here are some links: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/widatausif   https://www.facebook.com/pages/Wida-Tausif/177348115702973   I also Contribute articles to a variety of Magazine, both Australian, Afghani and Bollywood which is Indian.”

Here is one of her powerful poems:

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Her new book is Don’t Give Up On Your Dreams!

 

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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