VARNAMALA
: A Habitat of Creativity
Summit
Meet
"I hear
the voice of time in poems", says Adonis. Shuntaro Tanikawa reminds not
to perk up the ears to one sound. One should be open "to another sound,
another voice"
Czeslaw
Milosz observes:
"I
sit, a sly and angry poet...
And,weighing
a pen in my hand,
I plot
revenge.
I poise
the pen
and it
puts forth twigs and leaves
it is
covered with blossoms
And the
scent of the tree is impudent,
for there,
on the real earth,
such trees
do not grow."
Tomas Transtromer
adds, "There is too much that can neither be written nor kept silent."
Roberto Juarroz quips,"To speak is to live another way,but also to die
another way."
He goes
on:
"Every
silence is a magic space
with a
hidden rite,
the womb
of a summoning word,
and an
essential detail
of antisilence...
The rite
may be
the solitude
of a poem
the word
the sign that
every
poem hides
and the
point of antisilence
the sound
of the hand
calling
from inside the poem.
Silence
is a temple
that needs
no god."
The colloquy
continues— A
Summit-Meet
Poetry
Habitat
"I send
up my rocket to land on...the final planet where the Great Brain of the
universe sits waiting for a poem to land in his golden pocket."--Allen
Ginsberg
Poetry
"is the monster hiding in a child's room, it is the scar on a beautiful
man's face.It is the last blade of grass being picked from the city park."--Brian
Patten
Poems
of Allen Ginsberg, Bella Akhmadulina, Brian Patten, Chong Hyon-Jong, Dennis
Brutus, Ernesto Cardenal, Ferenc Juhasz, Gabriel Okara, Giovanni Raboni,
Gunter Kunert, Helmut Zenker, Henrik Nordbrandt, Jacques Dupin, John
Ashbery, Kofi Nyidevu Awoonor, Leopold Sedar Senghor, Miroslav Holub, Nancy
Morejohn, Nicanor Parra, Octavio Paz, Tadeusz Rozewicz,Ted Hughes, W.S.Rendra,
Yang Liuhong, Yevgeny Yevtushenko and other poets are here— Habitat
and Habitat-II.
The
Poet Says
"The poet
tempts you with lies as well as truth.The poet's lies are truer than truth."
—The
Poet's Lies by Rajendra Kishore Panda
Poetry
Folio
"Torrential
showers of silence...What is it that still pants? A breast or sky? What
is it that flutters inside? An apple or a sun? No. A bomb. No. A
bubble. No. A sperm.
Yes.The
sperm."
—Ashadh
by Bharat Naik.
"It is
difficult to return home now, who will recognise
us ?..My
mother will get scared, it is better not to return
home now."
—Returning Home by Surjit Patar.
Among the
other Indian poets in this publication are — Sochi Rautroy, Subhas Mukhopadhyaya,
Jayanta Mahapatra, Nilmani Phookan, Harbhajan Singh and Bibhu Padhi
—Here
And Now
Creativity
in Art
Art in
colour, stone, metal, wood, ceramic and other media (including digital
art) has no language-barrier, it is poetry— Multicreation
BrowseView
Rob Smith
presents a neo-reading on 'Birthday Letters' of Ted Hughes.
K.P.Shivakrishna
talks about revival of 'Chandrabhaga'. —Browseview
Links
Varnamala
Indian-English Poetry Anthology
Varnamala
Oriya Poetry Anthology
This is our archival
abode. Please move into the new habitat.
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