Eva Petropoulou’s review of the poem “Looking For You” by Yatti Sadeli
Looking for you..
Looking for you behind every unhappy moment
Looking
For Why
In every world that just started
Looking for
Excuses
For every woman murder
Is our world
Only for riches and technocrats
Are They going to survive with their robots
That will sing songs to make their faces smile??
Looking for you
This excellent mind
And
Unique thought
Looking for you
In this empty world
With the empty minds
Is this world
Creating illusions
To keep the world silent and sleepy
While the beast are eating flesh
During the Holy night
Looking for you
In this big planet
Full of plastic
Just i wonder
Why the half of world
Want to destroy the other half??
Looking for you
In this madness
Genocide
Of children
And
Disappear of
Women
How the babies
Will come
If the man that plays
God
Destroy the feminine
???
By Eva Petropoulou Lianou
Eva Petropoulou Lianou
This poem touches my heart because you wrote it in a serious poetic style. The diction and phrases you use are not trite. You have done an excellent job opposing genocide. Yes, currently peace is just an illusion. But through this poem, you have tried to strengthen hope because otherwise there would be nothing left. Thank You. We hope that your written work will inspire change in the feelings of anyone who agrees with genocide in Palestine.
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YearningWe are beating emotions,
And because we are this
And names that breath
We want to rent the earth
And air without
Being choked by stares.
We pray that the colours
That wound round our skin
Tire of inheriting us
The prods of goads
And ta-ta-tas of stones.
Or is it you
Who must cease
Travelling down that bumpy road?
Hate is free
But that cruel master
Turns eyes into
Prowling and prancing slaves
Seeking hurt and prey.
So you can cease,
Cease travelling along
The path that splinters
And burns
And you can choose
The other road that says
We are all priceless.
Then we all can live
As the wind
Not teetering on
Extinction’s face.
We want to belong
To the night as the day
Safe on silent streets
With distant stars
And scanty lamps
Hurt and the terror of it,
Absent as breath from corpses.
Origins
The earth bled out
Untainted & undeveloped tongues,
Interacting with the gift of mime,
They learnt the truth,
Good & evil, order & chaos.
They grew to the circumference of the earth,
Their blood remained red
But they sprouted languages & skin colours
Denying the roots of their birth.
The beating of their soft instruments sculpted into stone
Tumbling, crushing and falling upon the other
Each claiming a preminence of his own
That above his god & empire was the testimony of no other.
Yet, time has possessed a greater testimony,
For do not most facts in their history,
Sleep underneath sepulchres
Of legends & myths & mystery?
Victor Ogan is a writer whose works focus on existential themes.
Chris Butler is an illiterate poet scribbling gibberish from the Quiet Corner of Connecticut. He has published 10 collections of poetry, including his most recent book “Beatitudes”. He is also the co-editor for The Beatnik Cowboy.
We are thrilled to announce a call for submissions for the poetry anthology Prism of Consciousness. This anthology will accompany the upcoming VI INTERNATIONAL CONFERENCE OF THE CAESURAE COLLECTIVE SOCIETY, jointly organised by the Centre for Indian Arts and Cultural Studies (CIACS), Cooch Behar Panchanan Barma University, Department of English, Cooch Behar College (affiliated to the university), and Caesurae Collective Society in collaboration with Sri Vishnu Mohan Foundation, Chennai. The conference will be held from 9–11 April 2025 at Cooch Behar, the erstwhile princely state in West Bengal, India.
The anthology seeks to weave a fabric of poetic expressions that resonate with the theme of consciousness—exploring the mind, the self, and the infinite cosmos—weaving together poetic voices that reflect on what it means to be aware, alive, and interconnected.
INTERNATIONAL CONFERENCE OF THE CAESURAE COLLECTIVE SOCIETY
Date : 9, 10, & 11 April 2025
Venue : Cooch Behar College
Place : Cooch Behar, the erstwhile princely state in West Bengal, India
THEME
Prism of consciousness—a profound interaction of thought, emotion, and awareness that shapes our experience of reality. We invite poets to explore this theme in all its dimensions:
A THOUGHT TO EXPLORE
Mind and Self: Reflections on identity, awareness, and the inner workings of thought.
Interconnectedness: The interplay between individual consciousness and the external world, including nature, society, and the cosmos.
Altered States: Dreams, meditations, mystical experiences, and other states of awareness.
Cultural Perspectives: Diverse interpretations of consciousness across traditions, philosophies, and spiritual practices.
The Future of Consciousness: Technological influences, artificial intelligence, and the evolution of awareness.
SUBMISSION GUIDELINES
1. Eligibility: Open to poets worldwide. Submissions in English are preferred.
2. Submission Limit: Up to three poems per person; one poem will be selected.
3. Format: Submissions must be in a single Word document, with each poem on a separate page. A high-resolution headshot photograph (JPEG format) is required.
4. Length: Individual poems should not exceed 37 lines. The bio should be a succinct biographical narrative of up to 111 words, written in the third person.
5. Originality: Submissions must be original and unpublished works. We kindly request that you refrain from simultaneous submissions and choose to share your work exclusively with our anthology.
6. Declaration: Include a cover letter affirming that your submitted work is entirely your own and has not been published elsewhere.
7. Personal Information – Provide the following details in the body of your email: full name, postal address with landmark, email address, and mobile number.
SUBMISSION CONTENT
Your submission must include the following:
1. Poem(s)
2. Bio
3. Photo
4. Declaration
5. Personal Information
IMPORTANT
1. Submissions will only be considered for selection once all five required items are provided as per the guidelines.
2. The decisions of our selection process are final and irrevocable.
Subject Line: “Submission: Prism of Consciousness Anthology”
AVAILABILITY OF COPIES
1. For Co-authors:
Co-author may purchase copies at a discounted rate before publication.
2. Paperback Price:
Market Price: Rs 600/- (for international authors: $60/-) plus delivery charges after publication.
Discounted Rate for Co-authors: Rs 480/- (for international authors: $45/-), including delivery charges before publication.
BOOK LAUNCH, POETRY READING, AND DISCUSSIONS
The book will be launched during the conference in Cooch Behar (West Bengal), with featured poets invited to participate in a special poetry reading session and discussions.
𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒 @ 𝐂𝐨𝐨𝐜𝐡 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐫
Please note that the poetry reading session and discussion will include participants whose work has been selected for the anthology Prism of Consciousness.
If your poem has been selected and you wish to participate in the conference at Cooch Behar, kindly email us. We will send you the registration form.
FOR REGISTRATION
Same as the conference email.
REGISTRATION FEE
Same as the conference registration fee.
Registration will close on 22nd February 2025.
Join us in creating a poetic philharmonic that resonates across minds, hearts, and worlds.
The conference is an interdisciplinary gathering of thinkers, researchers, philosophers, and artists, united in the pursuit of unraveling the mysteries of consciousness. It will feature academic sessions, poetry readings and discussions, book launches, music workshops, an exhibition based on the theme, lecture demonstrations, and cultural events. By linking this anthology to the conference, we aim to celebrate the poetic voice as an essential element in exploring human awareness.
The conference Paradigms of Consciousness and Its Cultural and Aesthetic Expressions seeks to investigate the diverse ways in which consciousness and spirituality are understood, experienced, and articulated across disciplines and cultures. Consciousness, as a complex and multifaceted phenomenon, transcends disciplinary boundaries, integrating philosophical, artistic, scientific, cultural and psychological perspectives. This conference offers a platform to explore these intersections, delving into the deep connections between the mind, self, and the world, as expressed through various cultural and aesthetic forms.
Selected papers will be published in a volume by an international publisher and in our ejournal: Caesurae: Poetics of Cultural Translation (ISSN 2454-9495)
Registration process should be completed within 7 days of acceptance of Abstracts
Registration Fees – Rs 2000 for participants in India and 25 $ for overseas participants + Caesurae Membership Fee – Annual (Rs 500 / $6 for overseas participants) / Life (Rs 5000/ $ 60 for overseas participants).
Accommodation (On request) for twin sharing rooms: Rs 3500
(Registration fees will cover access to the plenaries and panels of the Conference, including the musical, literary and Zoom sessions of the international speakers, as well as a Participation Certificate. A working lunch will be provided and a conference kit.)
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Once we accept your abstract, we will send you our Bank details and a Google Form link.
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When you moved from Pittsburgh to Los Angeles all those years ago, you didn’t know that you were losing your relationship with muskrats, and now watching one building his lodge in the stream and culvert out behind the restroom of a rest stop in Missouri, you realize that you missed them. He is getting ready for winter, and the water has just partially frozen. He’s down there diving and building, swimming under the ice. The ice is clear, and he swims with his back against it so you can watch his progress.
“There you are,” Ellen says, coming up behind you. “I came back to the car and wondered where you’d wandered off to.”
You point down to the little creature and say, “Check that out.”
Ellen, who has lived in Los Angeles her whole life, watches it for a moment and asks, “What is that?”
“A muskrat,” you say.
“God, it looks so,” she takes a breath, trying to find the word, “odd.”
Of course, you realize that it is strange to her who has never watched muskrats in their daily chores, but you and your grandfather used to walk down to the creek and watch them at work, and he used to tell you how muskrats and beavers shared their lodges with each other. He used to tell you that they were two of a kind and shared everything, the way that he and you were two of a kind. He used to paint word pictures about the happy lives that beavers and muskrats lived during winter.
And if it is alien to Ellen, it’s like coming home for you. What has been alien for you all these years in Los Angeles has been coyotes walking the streets at night and lizards crawling up through gutter spouts and across the pavement of parking lots. Something in your body tells you you’re getting closer to being back where you belong.
You think about an ex who you thought that maybe you were going to marry, and then she found out that you liked baseball, and you found out that she was into bondage, and these discoveries were too much for either of you, and then there was no more talk about marriage and soon enough you just weren’t calling each other, and come to think of it, you never even really broke up because some things are just so obvious that they don’t need to be spoken. Maybe the way you relate to muskrats is as big as that. Maybe there’s no coming back from something as fundamental as the fact that you don’t both love muskrats. Or maybe you spend far too much time in your own head.
You ask, “Do you think that you’d ever want to live anywhere but LA?” It’s the kind of thing you’re starting to talk about, where you both want to live. This big trip you’re taking is a kind of test, you understand, to see if you might want to share a home some day.
She exhales a laugh, “And leave the sacred soil? You must be joking.” She punches you on the shoulder, and you know that she does think you’re joking, that the idea of leaving Los Angeles is so foreign to her that no one would ever talk about it seriously. This is, you understand, another test for the two of you, one that you didn’t know you were taking.
If you are to stay together, one of you has to live in a place that feels alien. One of you has to feel out of step for the rest of your life. You suppose that your grandfather would say that you and she are simply not two of a kind. She takes you by the hand and pulls you away. “Come on,” she says. “It’s cold out here.”
It is cold, you suppose, but you like the Autumnal chill. Back in LA the Santa Ana winds have started up again, and you know it’s hot. You wonder if Ellen misses it, and you suppose she does. In the decades you lived there, you never once got used to it. You wonder if maybe you already know the answer to this test. You suppose that you probably do.