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World Poetry Celebrates Randall Stephen Hall from Ireland!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ariadne’s Notes:  The World Poetry Café Radio Show,  November 15 at 1-130 PM PST, CFRO 100.5 FM   featured the talented and amazing Randall Stephen Hall  with music, poetry and stories! Due to a time difference, he was not able to call in but our radio audience greatly enjoyed his music and bio as we read from the fascinating Canada Link which is listed below. Also, we welcomed  the wonderful Peter Nelson with his new CD;Ash, Dust and the Chalkboard Cinema, He shared his unique story of healing and recovery and added suggestions. The music mirrors his story and is very healing.  Peter comes to us courtesy of Braitwaite and Katz.  World Poetry Contributors: Alaha Ahar from Afghanistan  and the US with tips and a poem by regular contributor Jeanne Probst. The team: Ariadne Sawyer, MA, Host and producer, Victor Schwartzman super tech and special Volunteer Sharon Rowe completed the team.

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THE CANADIAN LINK.

“I travelled to Vancouver Island in 2000 and in 2001 I travelled to Sioux Valley Reserve
(near Brandon) which I found interesting too. Both trips were a kind of pilgrimage, back to Canada, where my great grandfather, William Frederick, had been born in 1864.”

LINK: “DANCING ON THE RED ROAD”.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pmL8KaCuJmY

“His father, Richard, was born in Westmeath, in Ireland in 1828. He had joined the army in 1848, around the time of the Irish Famine. His own journey had taken him to Cape Colony, South Africa and India during the Indian Mutiny. He travelled to Canada in 1861 where his first 6 children were born.”

On my trip to Vancouver Island I went to look at the native art and to hopefully have contact with some native practitioners themselves. Along the way I visited Ladysmith, Duncan, Cowichan, Campbell River, Quadra Island, Port Alberni, Tofino, Port Hardy, Fort Rupert and Alert Bay along with Sontulla.

Up until that time I had barely done any storytelling workshops or had found my way back into making music. All that changed after my first trip to Canada. So you could say that my trip to Canada was expansive and very worthwhile.

EARLY LIFE.

I was born in Belfast in October 1957. I nearly didn’t survive my birth. I had to really struggle to get here. I was born into a political context I didn’t understand, in Northern Ireland and it has taken me most of my life to educate myself about Ireland in general.

LINK: “THE MECHANISM”. Monologue.
https://soundcloud.com/hugh-midden-speaks/the-mechanism-4-4-15

Because of the very divisions that still exist where I live today (wasn’t there a peace process?) I was raised a Presbyterian (Protestant) automatically branding me an outsider. While many people just accept that it made me very curious about labels and the cultural architecture that makes us seem different to each other.

LINK: “MY TWO HANDS”. (Including THE BOOK OF YERDAGH & MY DA TOO PART 1.)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y15zxlKwVaE

During my education, up until the age of 18, I had little or no contact with the opposite side of the Irish fence here, other than through some simple friendships, playing beyond the restrictive and divided barriers of location, education, church and social politics. Even then I was asking myself questions about these barriers.

LINK: “WALLS”. Poem.
https://soundcloud.com/hugh-midden-speaks/walls-19-11-14

My first serious girlfriend was a Catholic. That too, left a lasting mark upon me in a positive way.
1976-1980. Art College introduced me to many more Catholics but I thought then, as I still do, that our divided education systems kept us apart for far too long in our early lives. Sadly, things are much the same now and even though there has been a Peace Process there has not been a religious, educational or cultural process for the mind.

1980-1988. After Art College I worked in local adverting as a designer and studio artist, learning the basics. After six years I became a Freelance Illustrator still working in advertising, taking me beyond Belfast to Dublin and Glasgow in Scotland.

1988-1998. In 1996 I produced my first book called “THE GANT’S CAUSEWAY”, a local legend that tells the story of two local giants battling against each other. This led me towards storytelling in schools and beginning to understand how to tell a story to an audience of children or adults.

LINK: “THE GIANT’S CAUSEWAY”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RnN5HQe1Fvk

This is part of an animated DVD published in 2005. It utilises English, Irish, Ulster Scots, Scots Gaelic and Scots. All languages associated with this region.

1998-2018. During this period I began to do more workshops in schools, taking me to many schools around Northern Ireland but up into Donegal as well.

Around 2007 I began to write songs in a more focused way, playing some live music.

A recent song called “SEAMUS AND JAMES”.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fN1z03IwTLA

In 2010 I released my first CD called “SONGS FROM THE MOON SHED”

A collection of 21 songs and poems. This pushed me into playing with a live band called The Moon Shed. From 2010 to the present I have written many songs and poems, many of which can be accessed at my website www.randallstephenhall.com

In 2016 not there collection of 17 songs and poems was released called “RE-WIRED”. Followeec by a live sampler album called “Leaving the Box Room”.

Of course this isn’t the whole story, just some highlights and being an outsider has had some advantages. I’m blessed by the opportunity to be creative on a daily basis.

www.ruftyroohah.com

I’ll end with this poem called “THE GATE IN THE FIELD”
https://soundcloud.com/hugh-midden-speaks/the-gate-in-the-field-6-5-1

Further songs and poems can be found at

www.soundcloud.com/Randall Stephen Hall

www.youtube.com/Randall Stephen Hall

www.soundcloud.com/Hugh Midden Speaks

RANDALL STEPHEN HALL
www.randallstephenhall.com
www.ruftyroohah.com
You Tube, Sound Cloud and Facebook

World Poetry Celebrates Alfonso Martínez Pretel !

 

 

World Poetry Peace gift poems. Over the years, we have given away over 3,000.

Ariadne’s Notes: The World Poetry Café Radio Show on February 8, on CFRO 100.5 PM at 1:PM, PST welcomed a number of guests, including an e-peace poem from e- features: Malik Ahmed and the multilingual poet Alfonso Martinez Pretel from Spain.  Other guests included the amazing poet Barry Plamondon reading from his new book, a  surprise special birthday party for the renowned pianist and touring composer, Satoko Fujii  with her solo 60th birthday CD with special welcoming guests Yurie Hoyoyon and  Soramaru Takayama  in Japanese and English.

We are featuring the talented Alfonso Martinez Pretel ! 

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Alfonso Martínez Pretel, Alfonso Pretel or Alph Lonesea, is a Spanish Poet born in 1968 in Cartagena, Region of Murcia, Spain. He studied Law in the University of Murcia. He is married and has two children. He writes poetry in his mother tongue and also in English, French and Italian. He is still an unpublished author, but he shares his literary work in a Blog with the name of MIRA AL FONDO (http://miralfondo.blogspot.com)

MORE INFORMATION ABOUT THE AUTHOR 

Alfonso Martínez Pretel, Alfonso Pretel or Alph Lonesea, is a Spanish Poet born in 1968 in Cartagena, Region of Murcia, Spain. He studied Law in the University of Murcia. He is married and has two children. He writes poetry in his mother tongue and also in English, French and Italian. He is still an unpublished author, but he shares his literary work in a Blog with the name of MIRA AL FONDO (http://miralfondo.blogspot.com)

He is author of the following books of poems: IN SPANISH– Simas y Cumbres – Melodías de Azahar- Amor Culpabilísimo- Lágrimas Afónicas- Aroma de Arrayán -Versos Corrientes- Crisantemos Amarillos (Tercets inspired by Haiku)- El Tatami Sembrado (Haiku, Tanka, Gogyoshi. Bilingual Spanish / English)

IN ENGLISH:  Brother Verse, Sister Prayer – Franciscan Poems – Haiku Llenando Cuencos (Filling Bowls) – Tanka and Gogyoshi Verses for True TalesIN FRENCH – Bateaux Vers L’Orient – Haiku, Tanka, GogyoshiIN ITALIAN – Foglie Appena Cadute – Haiku, Tanka, Gogyoshi.

THE OCEAN OF PEACE

I don’t mind if peace is an ocean
with a hue of blue difficult to paint,
or a fathomless depth for any diver,
where the diverse creatures of knowledge
don’t show all their submerged wisdom.
I will embark in the vessel of mankind
and join to the idealistic crew
determined to navigate for a dream.
We will always have in our cabins
a palette of colours and a canvas
for trying to become artists
able to express the essencce of waves
along the vast surface of time.
We will also use scuba gear
for not drowning in the chase
of the whales of harmonious chant.
I don’t want to stay in the harbour
where the worst news of wars and hatreds
resemble to annoying gulls
flying around my saddened soul.
I must abandon this coast of indifference.
Because being this kind of sailor
is more than a prayer without name,
more than a commitment with the world
which new generations would deserve.
This ocean is a possible course
towards the islands of civilization.

(No me importa si la paz es un océano
con una tonalidad de azul difícil de pintar,
o una profundidad insondable para cualquier buzo,
donde las distintas criaturas del conocimiento
no muestran toda su sabiduría sumergida.
Embarcaré en el navío de la humanidad
y me uniré a la idealista tripulación
decidida a navegar por un sueño.
Siempre tendremos en nuestros camarotes
una paleta de colores y un lienzo
para intentar convertirnos en artistas
capaces de plasmar la esencia de las olas
a lo largo de la vasta superficie del tiempo.
También usaremos equipo de buceo
para no ahogarnos en la persecución
de las ballenas de canto armónico.
No quiero quedarme en el puerto
donde las peores noticias de guerras y odios
se parecen a gaviotas irritantes
que vuelan alrededor de mi alma apenada.
Debo abandonar esta costa de la indiferencia.
Porque ser esta clase de marinero
es más que una oración sin nombre,
más que un compromiso con el mundo
que las nuevas generaciones merecerían.
Este océano es un rumbo posible
hacia las islas de la civilización.)

(Alfonso Pretel) (c) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY AUTHOR.

 

World Poetry Celebrates the Poet Barry Plamondon !

 

 

 

 

Film display at UBC Library, World Poetry Peace and Human Rights Festival.

Ariadne’s Notes: The World Poetry Café Radio Show on February 8, on CFRO 100.5 PM at 1:PM, PST welcomed a number of guests, including an e-peace poem from e- features: Malik Ahmed and the multilingual poet Alfonso Martinez Pretel from Spain.  Other guests included the amazing poet Barry Plamondon reading from his new book, a  surprise special birthday party for the renowned pianist and touring composer, Satoko Fujii  with her solo 60th birthday CD with special welcoming guests Yurie Hoyoyon and  Soramaru Takayama  in Japanese and English.

We are featuring the talented unsung hero Barry Plamondon! 

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Barry was born in  Penticton B.C. and grew up in South Van,graduated from David Thompson High School, 3 yrs. in U.B.C. Arts program, certificate in Practical Horticulture-B.C.I.T.20 yrs. as professional landscaper turned to poetry after suffering two strokes, -lived for 25 yrs. In Maple Ridge Barry is married with 7 children. He has published 4 books so far-the latest one-“Man and Nature, Silver Bow Press and has appeared in various other anthologies He is an administrator at website-A Poet’s Diary.  His interests include gardening, nature, music and hockey.

Also on the show, a lovely poem from his daughter,  Dominique Marie Plamondon!

 

 

 

 

 

 

GO NOW

Go now my son to do what you must

Let not your youth be encased in rust

Like the fledgeling,you must fly from the nest

To learn on your own is usually what’s best

For I have taught you all that I know

And I still watch with pride as you grow

Life’s lessons do not always come with ease

Sometimes, you must coax them and tease

And still to fall flat upon your face

Yet to rise up and get back in the race

That’s all you’ll ever need to know anyhow

So hug me once, my son and then you must go 

Barry Plamondon (C) All rights reserved by author.