Poetry from Elisabetta Bonaparte

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NO WAR

Another day cries out its terror,

the earth is red under the rubble.

The silence

of those who do not want to hear

falls upon the earth.

Indifference is gunpowder.

Elisabetta Bonaparte is an Italian poet, writer, lawyer and teacher. Her passion for poetry has materialized in a significant literary production, characterized by a profound sensitivity to existential and natural themes and by a refined, intimate and meditative language, rich in symbolism and metaphors. Elisabetta Bonaparte has participated in national and international literary competitions, obtaining First Prizes, Medals, Plaques, Special Prizes, as well as numerous other literary awards. Her compositions, translated into several languages have been selected and included in literary anthologies and published in national and international specialized journals, both in print and online, in many countries.

Essay from Matnazarova Munisa

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Preserving National Values — Our Duty

National values are the elements that make a nation truly itself and ensure its identity as a people. They distinguish us from other nations and, with their unique charm and originality, arouse curiosity and admiration in people.

Through our values, we come to know our roots and our true identity. National values are the spirit of the nation — the heartbeat that keeps it alive. Their sincerity, uniqueness, and inner beauty captivate every human heart.

What differentiates one nation from another are its language, traditions, clothing style, celebrations, and moral values.

For instance, our national values include the Navruz festival, the Uzbek people’s unique hospitality, respect for elders, and strong family unity.

Unfortunately, in today’s era of globalization, some young people are influenced by foreign cultures and begin to forget their own national identity.

The excessive impact of the internet, fashion, and foreign lifestyles can weaken our national values. Mixing languages in speech, ignoring national attire, or considering ancient customs as “old-fashioned” are dangerous tendencies.

Therefore, preserving national values is not merely about remembering the past — it is about protecting our future.

Young people play the most crucial role in safeguarding these values. If today’s generation deeply understands its history and culture, the future of our nation will be bright.

National values are first instilled within the family. Children learn from their parents’ behavior and their respect for traditions.

In educational institutions, subjects such as history, literature, and culture help awaken a sense of national pride among students.

Hence, every family and school must firmly uphold the fortress of national values.

In the age of globalization, national values are our greatest treasure. They not only distinguish us from other nations but also serve as a source of inspiration for the entire world with their unique beauty.

Our values are the bridge connecting us with our ancestors.

If each of us contributes to preserving them, future generations will take pride in their roots and heritage.

To preserve national values means to protect one’s homeland and one’s people.

Matnazarova Munisa Mahmud qizi was born October 2, 2006, in Xonqa District, Khorezm Region, Republic of Uzbekistan. Currently a student of Urgench State University.

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Poetry from Milana Momčilović

Young European woman, light skinned, long dark hair, serious expression. Small silver earrings, black top with white spots.

IN THE SHACKLES OF YOUR SILENCE 

Under your name, the night trembles within me.

In my chest, a bound flame moans.

Like a cold darkness, love stretches me upon its rack.

Your shadow drinks my breath.

My bones remember your touch.

Within me, centuries collapse without you.

Like spilled gold, my sorrow flows.

Your eyes — two abysses above my soil.

My heart bears the shackles of your silence.

My skin is a book of your wounds.

I have written you in my own blood.

I have carried you through my own ashes.

Into your voice, I placed my final peace.

And when I sink, your shadow will remain in me.

And when I fall silent, I will still long for you.

Milana Momčilović was born on April 4, 1999 in Vrbas. He currently lives in Srbobran, a place near Novi Sad in the Republic of Serbia. She published the collection of poetry TALISMAN.

She doesn’t like to talk about herself, so in the end she can describe herself through the verses of Sergei Yesenin: “What am I?” Who am I? I’m just a dreamer, whose sight fades in the fog and mist, I lived along the way, who can dream, like many other people on that earth.”

Poetry from John Doyle

Moths Attracted to the Light in Gas Station Bathrooms

Jesus Christ inspired me, stare dead-eyed, cool, un-broken,

at vermin scurrying away from Golgotha, 

then days later he was back to say “so long for now, kiddo” 

as if Elvis in ’68 had been beaten to the post, 

Colonel Steve Austin half-frozen escaping that freezer in ’74 

that stunk of death and twisted rural hobbies, 

warm as Jesus when he reached flat and sun-shadowed ground

in an epiphany that the mountain wasn’t coming to me, nor those steel-wrought cheque books, 

not even those blood-lipped assassins I’d been lying awake thinking of had a dirty weekend

to concoct some 1940s shakedown,

in that final quarter of that December ballgame

across a set of lips so frozen I’d been sworn to steel’s most coldest silence,

even within this scurrying swoosh of frost those who’d shown me how to dream

spoke gently – slow down, take it in, this is the eternal –

no moth who worshipped a gas-station bathroom light means me any harm,

I watch them fly away, sunshine is their religion. Maybe we can teach each other how to pray.

Connemara : 1986

County Galway, it’s raining, 

and the music doesn’t ask me for my song,

aching slender sonnets 

on its mossy alphabets, 

roadside, roadless, 

the broken heart of the used-up railway line 

asking me to me make it a poet. I swear to Jesus I will;

the internal organs of Autumn 

speak watery creoles of their missing bones

The Sun Doesn’t Need to Set, It Hardly Moved a Muscle All Day

Out at the sandbanks

water doesn’t learn which way goes east, which ways make men violent;

we’re sailors; dumb and laugh-bleached dirty-garments stretched to our skin’s best instincts of fighting, rich and poor, no money, cash strangled in a bag of cats 

superseded by a crippling map;

Tuesday-town owns nowhere, the moon reverses to our oceans 

to calm its smoke, not too late for prevent a fire, too late

to drown secrets – look at a diagram the seashells left in the sand –

no, no-one can;

the sand has drowned – the seashells

are a wino’s roller coaster

of broken teeth, tremendous and bitter

A Poem Written on August 1st, 2024

Without thinking, I knelt in the grass, like someone meaning to pray

Louise Glück

In a bedroom, strange, though not foreign,

houndstooth eyes 

gamble money-cash 

as a witness points at a frightened light.

I think I hated someone this morning.

There’s time to reach a 24 hour confession-box

as hour 25 is swallowed by a snake,

cold sand and diamond tanning itself on a cactus tree’s wild language.

Every strand of cotton hanging to everyone’s nail

comes from somewhere belongs somewhere, comes from somewhere belongs somewhere.

Heligoland’s dark and speaks of a winter’s stolen grace,

everything’s whittled down to a glass firmament on a simple rib.

The sea feels it, existing as glass and light

between its nude after dark dreams,

people descend upon it with their foam-lip animals 

and their relics of express trains and their silly stomachs jangling in food.

To experience an unwitting baptism,

the police patrol the ancient sands, this cannot be Egypt, we have fled knowledge, 

reason, early vestiges of pornography 

or false gods levitating in flame.

Everything is simple and lost to math, china-plate toes an emperor of sand.

Light cascading until nothing, light cascading until nothing, light cascading until nothing.

Dusk, saffron prayer, angels spool withered thoughts, 

a cat hollering archway music, ceramic ladies cautious on their milky staircase, 

voices electric and programmed, 

trains do not anger their stations on approach. 

My brother, lost in a forest, made fire from a leaf, cast a spell out of water, 

told college friends he had bred several heirs to European thrones on a mountain. 

In his page in a notebook under a psalm, 

my brother whom, subject to sleep, found nothing he had wished for, 

a cat clawless and the visionary carried on the smoke, 

laughing in the water

Essay from Muhammadjonova O’g’iloy Bunyodbekov qizi

Young Central Asian woman in a black coat, white dress top, and black pants, in front of a window with some green bushes outside.

• A1~B2 grammar topics
• Reading practice
• Listening practice
• New words and using them in sentences
• Discipline and plan
• Writing practice
• Reading practice

1.  Consistently learn grammar and use this knowledge to form sentences and practice them.
2.  Read articles and books.
3.  Listen to podcasts, TED talks.
4.  Write texts and essays to express your thoughts.
5.  Write formal articles such as emails and applications.


6.  Watch Turkish movies (with subtitles, especially at the beginning).
7.  Write down unfamiliar words from movies in a notebook and repeat them along with the actors.
8.  Choose a specific actor from a movie and imitate them, also learning their speech and emotions.


9.  Whenever possible, watch newly released films; it is not recommended to watch old, historical movies.
10. I recommend the following 3 movies:
• Aşk Taktikleri 2 (Love Tactics 2) – Romantic Comedy
• Sen Büyümeye Bak (You Look at Your Growth) – Drama
• Bursa Bülbülü (Bursa Nightingale) – Musical Comedy

Learning Turkish in three months is a huge goal, but it can be achieved with determination! Live with the language every day: watch films, listen to music, and podcasts. Dedicate at least two or three hours daily; consistency is very important. Focus on basic grammar and everyday words. Don’t be afraid to speak; learn from your mistakes. Find language exchange partners. With perseverance and practice, you will certainly succeed! You can do it!

I am Muhammadjonova O’g’iloy Bunyodbekov qizi. I was born on September 11, 2010, in Qo’rg’ontepa district, Andijan region. I am a 9th-grade student at the 5th Specialized School.

Essay from Ruzimbayeva Quvonchoy

Young Central Asian woman with long straight dark hair, a white top, and pink and purple pastel vest.

National Values — The Heart of the Nation

Every nation has a heart. As long as that heart beats, the nation lives, awakens, and endures.

For the people of Uzbekistan, that heart is our national values.

Values unite the people, bring them back to their roots, and awaken pride and love in their hearts.

In today’s rapidly changing world, preserving and remaining faithful to national values means safeguarding spiritual independence.

National values embody a people’s history, language, religion, customs, beliefs, and way of life.

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National values are the spiritual roots of a nation.

Just as a tree cannot survive without roots, a person cannot live without values.

The values of the Uzbek people have endured through centuries and never disappeared.

In every era and generation, they have acquired new meanings and served as a mirror of our nation’s spirit.

From ancient times, our people have lived by the belief:

“The homeland is sacred, parents are dear, and the guest is a blessing.”

Traditions such as weddings, holidays, hashar (community work), Navruz, and Ramadan all teach kindness, compassion, and respect for one another.

These customs reflect our people’s moral world, dignity, and love.

National values are not just historical heritage — they are a living part of our everyday lives.

For example, greeting our parents every morning, beginning a meal with bismillah, and treating guests with honor — these simple acts represent the living expression of our culture, formed over centuries.

In the era of globalization, some young people are influenced by foreign cultures and tend to forget their own values.

However, modernity must never contradict national identity.

True progress is achieved by relying on one’s national values while striving for innovation.

As President Shavkat Mirziyoyev stated:

“National values are the soul of the people, and preserving them is our sacred duty.”

Indeed, our people’s hospitality, patience, tolerance, respect for women, and trust in youth all express our national pride.

National values are also vividly reflected in folk art:

love in our fairy tales, bravery in our epics, and life lessons in our proverbs.

Sayings such as “He who is one with his people will be honored by them” and “Serve your people as you would honor your father” have long called our nation to unity.

Today, national values play a vital role in the education of youth.

Because today’s youth are tomorrow’s leaders, scholars, teachers, and farmers — the future of the country.

If they know and cherish their national values, they will never fall under alien influences.

They will be proud of their land, language, and flag, and see service to their motherland as their sacred duty.

Therefore, every educational institution and family should plant the seeds of values in young hearts.

National values unite and strengthen a nation — they are the spiritual chain that binds generations together.

By preserving and harmonizing our values with modern life, we can elevate our nation to new heights.

Each value carries within it our people’s historical memory, dreams, and honor.

The heart of a nation beats within its values.

If that heart stops, the nation loses its identity.

Therefore, we — the youth — must love, protect, and pass down our national values in their purest form to future generations.

National values are not only the memory of the past — they are the pride of today and the foundation of tomorrow.

As long as they live, our nation’s heart will continue to beat — strong, proud, and eternal.

Ruzimbayeva Quvonchoy Jamoladdin qizi was born February 8, 2007, in Urgench District, Khorezm Region, Respublic of Uzbekistan. The participant of the regional subject Olympiad in the 2023-2024 academic year.Currently, a student of Urgench State University.