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Conifers Call
Shimla Journal of Poetry and Criticism
Vol 1 No 1
Spring 2009
Chief
Advisors
Som Ranchan,
P.C. Mathur
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Editorial
Board
Mita Biswa, Prem Tenzin Negi, Jasvinder
Singh, I.K. Sharma
Usha Bande, R.N. Tripathi, Deepak
Keperet
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Reviews Editor
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Vinay Mohan Sharma
Managing Editor:
Naresh K Verma
Editor
Harish K Thakur
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can be reproduced in any manner without the prior permission of the editor. Cover design, art and
poetry by the editor.
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LAND AND SEA
In Poetic Harmony
©By Dr. Mohammed Fakhruddin (Bangalore, India)
INAUGURAL PAPER PRESENTATION IN TAIWAN WORLD POETRY
FESTIVAL 2005,
AT KAOHSIUNG, ON 25 MARCH 2005
Soothing breeze from woods,
Soft moonlight, misty landscapes,
Blooming tulip buds.
Land is the solid of the earth's surface,
as distinguished from the sea or water, or from the air. Land is also an
expanse of country; ground; soil.
Sea is the expanse of salt water that covers most of
the earth's surface and surrounds its land masses.
LAND AND SEA are the two faces of the same
coin. One cannot exist without the other. Nature strikes a balance between
the two and maintains an eternal harmony for peaceful co-existence!
Let's explore the secrets of the domain of
sea, the existence of life under water and how man has been attracted
towards it. What inspired man to make sea a part of his life and go out and
out to invent new kind of tools, machines and explore the expanse of sea for
his benefit.
Superior of all
living things is man, sun in
him surpasses all……….
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INSIDE THE HAVELI:A STORY OF SILENT BUT JUDICIOUS COMPROMISE
Anju Jagpal
Anita
Desai classifies Inside the Haveli by Rama Mehta as a modern
classic about an independent young woman’s struggle to hold on to her
identity in a traditional world. The novel traces and portrays the journey
of a girl Geeta, born and educated in the metropolitan city Bombay. She is
married at the age of nineteen to Ajay Singh, a Professor of science in
Udaipur. Ajay’s family belongs to the aristocratic traditional class that
lives in the ‘Old City’, which is surrounded by a four hundred year old
‘bastion wall.’ Their haveli, Jeevan Niwas, is one of the oldest and the
most prestigious havelis of Udaipur. The novel covers a span of roughly
fifteen years and progresses in a cyclical movement. Divided into three
sections it explores the three important features of man’s life---birth,
death and marriage.
Culture, Language and Globalization
*Raghuvansh
Mani
To reconsider globalization and culture at
this juncture of history cannot be accomplished without taking into account
the present recession in the world economy. It is difficult to forget the
concept of welfare state and the system of mixed economy, generally put
against the open market policy supposedly leading to the so called ideal of
Laissez-faire.1 But our context in this
article is different as it is related to the general matters of language and
culture.
The process of globalization in India
started with the declaration of the New Economic Policy by the Indian
government headed by Narsimha Rao as the Prime minister and Manmohan Singh
as the finance Minister in the year 1991. From the very time the process of
globalization was associated with marketization and liberalization. All
these economic elements lead to the consumer culture 2 in our
society which has many facets. In the multiplicity and variegated colours of
Indian Culture they function in a complicated process.
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Female Bonding in Lilacs Bloom in My
Backyard
*Rashmi Bajaj & Aparna Batra
In A Room of One’s Own
Virginia Woolf had lamented the long absence of female friendships in
literature :
I tried to remember any case in the course of my reading where two women are
presented as friends… Almost without exception they are shown in relation to
men. It was strange to think that all great women of fiction were, until
Jane Austen’s day, not only seen by the other sex, but seen in relation to
the other sex.1
However, during the last few decades there
has been a drastic change in the Western Feminist Literature Scenario as
Female-Bonding and Sisterhood have increasingly become the Sina-qua-non for
the crusade against the patriarchal value system. Mutual friendships and
collective gender identity of women are being perceived to be effective
political weapons for subverting the subjugating patriarchy and procuring
human dignity for a woman.
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CONTEMPORARY INDIAN POETRY IN ENGLISH AND POET
Jasvinder Singh
For quite sometime poetry has been regarded
as a great motivating force in the contemporary English literature. It has
been gaining greater strength and deeper roots in the contemporary era.
Many dedicated poets have taken the initiative of creating forms to attempt
to give poetry its due share of esteem when it has been facing degeneration
at the hands of a lot many people who do not vouch for it.
Poetry Today and its Bright Future
Jasvinder Singh
Poetry is a serene expression endowed with
the art of enlightening and entertaining through innovative thoughts. Poets
most often see at life as a splendid gift of mother nature to we living
beings,: that it is the supreme blessing to we human beings.
Through observations, experiences and study
of human behavior around poets express themselves in poetry which sinks deep
into the hearts and minds of all those who love poetry.
POEMS
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The Taming of
a Poet
(A conversation)
IK
Sharma
Shri Ganeshaya Namah
Balkand
(1)
O Vani
and Vinayak,
the Maker of
Alphabet, Word,
Metre, Music,
Meaning, and all;
the Harbinger
of Happiness and Wellbeing!
Accept my
salutations to You.
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Look, The Sun is Rising
Rani Turton (Paris)
Look, the sun is rising
Yesterday's troubles have dissolved
In the morning mist; the past will go away
At last: don't fret and weep
This golden light will transform worry
Into calm acceptance without any hurry
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Shkodra Pictured With Bullets
Riza Lahi, Tirana, Albania
I have a gunbelt filled with empty
cartridges
I have collected them in the
streets
I have collected them as hens
collect worms
I have nothing to write with
In Shkodra you can not find
neither paper
Nor fountain pens nor pencils
Only bread
Bread and Serbian , Zastava’ (a
type of Serbian revolver)
Today in Shkodra
With a credit note you can buy
just one kilogram of bread.
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To the
beloved
Kama
Sywor Kamanda
Despite the muted light of thunder
And flashes of lightning
I seek in your eyes the secret of the stars.
I cling to the storm of fate
To stay with you for ever. |
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The Immaculate Mirror
Chitra Lele
Looking up or looking down
in the non-pellucid mundane mirror
dismally, I witness only a frown.
I cast a fleeting glance around
enthralling gamut of natural beauties surround.
Cheering up my beleaguered soul,
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TOWN LIFE
T A Ramesh
Behind the orange clouds the Sun begins its work,
The sleeping town wakes to life once again today.
The terrific traffic noises of the automobiles rent up the air,
Boys and girls, men and women move fast in buses and cars.
The sound and smoke of moving machines pollute the place.
When the bustling of the banks and business shops,
Restaurants and hotels reach a feverish pitch,
The day travels through the hottest path of the Sun……….
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And if They Should ask Me
Amy Lynn Hess
About my position
I will say it country simple
“I am an enlisted man
Serving with pride
I serenade her grace
There could be nothing greater
Shrapnel of laughter or scorn
Keeps me not from the front lines
Never mind apathy or fear……
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Yesterdays
Sreedharan
Yesterdays
Don’t have
Todays to
think of.
Todays too have
nothing to turn up.
for their own.
Moments shed its condoms to…….
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Meditation
Sarvesh
I close my eyes, and
the whisperings of the unknown
take birth in me,
like the spontaneity of a bubble
risen from the depth of ocean. .. |
World Peace
Asif
Andalib
Those who want welfare of the people
O God, please give them victory
Everywhere now or never…
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Life Without You
Shveta Khosala
Is so peaceful
Because I have lost
The will to talk…..
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Planet Earth
Deepak Sarkar
In this vast
universe
Among seemingly infinite space and distant stars
I am the living Planet Earth
Revolving merrily as family around my star, the Sun…
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For a Heaving Sparrow Flitting out of a Wintry Room
Ravinder Singh
Before the rising noon
To hold the breath
And dilute the weariness
The shadow of the cursed tree that I found
Froze me…
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Relations
Amit Kumar Singh
Relations never break
Hands never separate…
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That lingering Odour of Coconut
Prem Tanzin Negi
That lingering odour of coconut
Made me feel strange and uneasy
Ripeness of hour
Toughness of time
Compel me to visualize
reality of the deep blue water
Confrontations of the cultures
The toil in the sea….
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Book Reviews:
Baldev Mirza, Theater of Silence, (Aligarh,
Skylark Publications, 2004)
Review by: Harish Thakur
The Monumental Theatre raised by
Baldev Mirza is a passive rebellion with meticulous observance of the roles
of multiple of actors mostly governed by the
elements of egotism and nihilist morality.
The foundation of his theatre, no doubt
rests on the withering and degenerate state of affairs, an infected milieu,
where the violence and macabre acts show
their ugly heads from the high scaffoldings.
The Sunflower and the Other Poems, by
Chandramony Narayana Swami,
Book Review : Vinay Mohan Sharma,
Fading Rays by P.K. Mohnan,
Book review: Shaleen Kumar Singh
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