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'Poetry Splash! E-zine'          Issue **015**
Date : 30 June 2000.

Arvind, Sangita, Pushkin Passey
http://members.rediff.com/poetrysplash
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1. Forms Of Poetry (Acrostic)
2. ...The Delectable, Memorable Poem... (Love...By: Pablo Neruda)
3. Poetry In/From India (Determination...By Atal behari Vajpayee)
4. Your Requests! (The Endeavour...By: Saurabh. In Quest...By: Neha)
5. Let Us Connect With Poetry (Mary E. Shanahan's Inspirational words)
6. A Poem For You All -- From Me (Pun Poems...By: Arvind Passey)
7. Comments, Ideas, Contributions from Readers (David Mulholland and Simon
Icke share their poetry and info about their books.)
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A Note From The Editor:

Hello~

"I renounce fiction and fear. There is nothing to do but write the truth.
There is no other reason to write. I have to write because of the
compulsion in me. No more can I say. I kneel before you in spirit and pray
for honesty."
-- Jack Kerouac (Letter to Neal Cassidy)
Spreading this truth are a number of poetry sites. Let us encourage each
one of them. Poetry is the onlt saviour in today's life...
Here are a few more lovely poetry site URLs for you. Some of these sites
have even won the Poetry Splash! Award.

Bob Fiddaman's poetry site:
http://www.bfiddaman.fsnet.co.uk/humour%20website/humour.htm

TimeShadow's site (timeshadow@prodigy.net)on Shadow Poetry:
siteurl: http://www.shadowpoetry.com

Rajender Krishan's site is more like an e-zine for the entire family:
http://www.boloji.com

Carlyle Miller's (carlmill7@yahoo.com) 'The Zone...':
siteurl: http://www.angelfire.com/co2/carlmill7

Evan Crahen's (roenick4343@hotmail.com) 'The CHS Heart of Poetry':
siteurl: http://www.angelfire.com/ny4/CHSheartofpoetry



From:
Arvind Passey.

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           --* Forms Of Poetry *--
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>>ACROSTIC<<

This is an interesting form for beginners. The first alphabet in each line
when read downward, spell out a word or a phrase, usually a name. The
lines can be metered and can also rhyme. An Acrostic can be used in any
verse prosody or in any form.

Example:

POETRY SPLASH!

Put words and thoughts
On paper lots
Evenly though
Tormenting, slow!
Replay each chime,
Yearn with each line.

Swish and swivel
Pat and pamper
Let words reveal
As they wander
Somewhere in minds
Harnessing blinds!

(A poem by Arvind Passey)

The DOUBLE ACROSTIC form repeats this sequence with the last letters of
the lines as well.
The TELESTICH spells out a word or a phrase with the last letters of the
lines only.
The COMPOUND ACROSTIC spells out words down the left-hand margin, with
something different down the right-hand margin.

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 --* ...The Delectable, Memorable Poem... *--
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>>LOVE<<

By: Pablo Neruda
Because of you, in gardens of blossoming flowers I ache from the
perfumes of spring.
   I have forgotten your face, I no longer remember your hands;
how did your lips feel on mine?
   Because of you, I love the white statues drowsing in the parks,
the white statues that have neither voice nor sight.
   I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice; I have forgotten
your eyes.
   Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound to my vague memory of
you. I live with pain that is like a wound; if you touch me, you will
do me irreperable harm.
   Your caresses enfold me, like climbing vines on melancholy walls.
   I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every
window.
   Because of you, the heady perfumes of summer pain me; because
of you, I again seek out the signs that precipitate desires: shooting
stars, falling objects.

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         --* Poetry In/From India *--
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>>DETERMINATION<<
(A poem by the Indian Prime Minister Atal Behari Vajpayee, written in 1976
when he was in prison during 'The Emergency'.)

Though we break, we will not bend.
Darkness itself challenges us.
Now as the last rays go
See how it is still
Truth against power,
Justice against injustice!
Our single flames wavering
Amid black thunder:
"A fight for equality among equals!"
Our hands empty, pressed to the ground;
Their obscene power bestial, without limits.

Darkness challenges us to the last;
Daylight is going.
If this torch falls
It will break, but never bend.

As the mythical Angad once more
Plants his foot,
Here we take our stand.
The powers of darkness challenges us
And we may break, but never bend.

(Translated from Hindi in 'Dharmayug', June 1977, by Ajith Mishra, Kamala
Dutt and JOP. The translation is taken from 'The Pioneer' June 25, 2000.)

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            --* Your Requests! *--
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(There are poets and there are poets who don't want to admit they can
write poetry. Saurabh Lall from Montfort School, Ashok Vihar, Delhi is one
such gem. Some issues back Neha Chopra (neha_aikm@usa.net) from the same
school contributed a poem 'The Kashmir Story'. Well, it is this gutsy
poetess who prodded Saurabh to finally submit a poem of his.
We publish Saurabh's poem not just because of Neha's request but also
because we want Saurabh to know that he can write poetry.

Following Saurabh's poem is the latest creative effort of Neha Chopra.)

>>THE ENDEAVOUR<<
(By: Saurabh Lall
saurabh_lall@usa.net
20/A Rajpur Road
Civil Lines
New Delhi - 110 059
Phone: 011-3920277/3965484)

The world is not enough for me
  I want much more to see
Beyond the heights of the sky, so high
  And beyond the depths of the sea.
The fairy-tale lands of Liliput
And the wonderland of Alice
  I want to see all those things
Haven't yet been seen by living beings.

My keen desire is still on hopes
  I'll do anything to break bondage ropes
I want to see life after death
  Which many consider an Egyptian myth
And also experience a pygmie's life
  That I'm sure is full of strife
I'd like to be with the Aborigines, their boomerangs
  And African snakes with their poisonous fangs
I want to go far, further and the farthest
  To rediscover cultures that have now vanished.

This dream of mine is stupid I know
  But I know I will reach my goal
The sun and the moon may lose
For me it is just 'yes' to choose.

I may be abandoned and left in pain
  But my will shall not be in vain.
Today, tomorrow, anytime, anyday
  I'll have this dream though hell bar my way!

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>>IN QUEST<<

By: Neha Chopra
neha_aikm@usa.net

Lonliness is deeper than the seas
The shadows of sorrow are darker than the darkest nights
Where are you my friend, my comarade, my soulmate?
Are you in the garden, watering the plants?
Whose flowers bloom with your touch and caress?
Or are you by the riverside, trying to immerse
  your woes in the clear blue ripples of water?
Where are you, the companion of my spirit?
Are you in the meadow beckoning nature...?
Or in the house of the wretched consoling broken hearts
  with the sweetness of your self?
Or amidst your books, harvesting the wisdom of men?
Where are you now, my friend?
Are you awake in the still night, waiting on a breeze
  that shall carry my heartbeats towards you?
Come now
For, sadness has cast its shadow
And weeping has withered my eyes
My patience and endurance have given up
Where are you, my beloved?
Darkness enfolds me...
Mourning is victorious...
Smile into the air and I shall be refreshed,
Hum a loving tune and I'll be rejuvenated.

Come now
Lest I diminish and be engulfed by these horrid shadows,
Or like a drop of dew, be dried by the touch of light,
Or be like the pearl brought in by the tide and
  oscillated into eternity by the ebb...
Where are you my friend, my comarade, my soulmate?


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      --* Let Us Connect With Poetry *--
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(Sometimes one comes across a phrase, a sentence, an idea, a picture, a
spoken word, a smile, a frown or anything else that has the power to bring
the poet within alive. What will connect is unpredictable.
Just as unpredictable as the times we come across such inspirations. This
time the inspiration came to me by e-mail from America. Mary E. Shanahan
is a poetess & the way she has describes her work as a poetess is an
inspiration in itself.
Her words connected me to poetry. Mary's words will surely connect you all
to poetry.)

"This is how I describe my work:

I am a humanitarian; a lover of mankind.  Hence, the marvel of nature is
the inkwell of my spirit.  I do not tire of wonder and discovery; the raw
inspiration for me as an artist and writer.  My spirit thrives on nature
and man.  I seek the the splendor and turmoil of  the humanrace.

I depict the scenes of everyday life.  Sometimes humorous sometimes
tragic, sometimes sacred sometimes profane, but always the subject of a
writer.

Be it divine simplicity or indefinable complexity, the ethereal and the
real are my guide.  Where I am led, curiosity and the plume are at my
side...be it the marketplace or the countryside."

-- Mary E. Shanahan
fakirfaith@juno.com

Here is a part of a poem written by Mary:
This is from a long essay/project I am doing in collaboration w/ a
friend. Copyright 2000.

(then she spoke)

"Do my breasts have luck?"

(he)

"Two sullen moons
warmed by the sun's rays,
nurturing spoons
nurturing castaways."

(she)

"Silver candelobras,
crystal goblets ladden with wine,
sparkling gems for operas,
pocket watches of an old swine,
things of thieves from house to house
while playing a game of cat and mouse.
So too, have my breasts."

(he)

"Two sullen moons
soft from rainy days,
forgiving looms
forgiving fractured ways."

(Thank You Mary...we're sure all our readers will be benefitted from your
inspiring words.)

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    --* A Poem For You All -- From Me *--
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>>PUN POEMS<<
By: Arvind Passey

1.
Tribals do make passes
At girls who wear grasses!

2.
Lead your thoughts, lead your words.
Only a pencil can be lead.

3.
A running cat moves fast
But a running rat will last!

4.
When parking fees are high and taut
Free parking must be sought
And then the vacant parking lot
Will end up being a barking lot!

5.
Delhi roads are full of cars
Ikons, Corsas, and Wagon-Rs
But what works in each rush hour
Is a stationary car!

6.
If you have no sense of humour
Stroke your sense of rumour
For that is what will make a friend
Smile and say: This is the end!

7.
When bulges seem to wear your jeans
Get up and move. Why blame your genes?

8.
When the body frame is full of matter
Its time you lift an empty platter!

9.
When he mates him, theres no female
A cheque though leads to some fee male.

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Comments, Ideas, Contributions from Readers
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David Mulholland (ynot@together.net) has just released a book "Hugging the
Coast and more". The poem you will now read is from this book.

>>MID-LIFE CYCLING<<


                           Middle of the road,
                           Middle of the night,

                                           Right
                  in the middle of a dream,
                                           Right
                  in the middle of the road.

            Left the road
            Left the dream,
            Left for work,
            Left work
                                           right
                  in the middle.

                                  To go right back

 Where I left off,
                  in the middle of my dreams,
                  In the middle of

                           Finding the right road,
In what's left
                                           right
                  In the middle of my life.

(Thank you David for sharing this lovely poem with us all. I'm sure you
will send some more of your poems for the e-zine.)

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A Poem from Simon Icke's new collection, entitled 'Message in The Rhyme'
ISBN 0 9534562 1 8 On sale from 21 June. All profits to the ME Association
(Simon has been a sufferer of this debilitating illness since 1994)

>>Look Down To No One<<

It's dangerous to generalise and say
        'they are all no good,'
Different gifts and talents are needed,
        I'm sure that's understood.
Do you feel superior
        or is it really fear?
Put away your prejudice
        and your bigoted idea.
You're equal to the next person,
        no better or no worse.
Try saying something positive,
        instead of the usual curse.
Everyone's a child of God,
        everyone's unique,
So let's look down to no one
        and offer friendship when we meet.

Written by Simon Icke C. 2000

For more information contact Poetsimon@aol.com
Buckinghamshire. England.
Copies of my book can be ordered from me:
Simon Icke
The Cedars
15a Long Plough
Aston Clinton
Bucks. HP22 5HB.
UK.
Price 1 plus SAE..All Profits to the ME Association

(Thank you Simon. We hope many of our readers will get in touch with you.)

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