Synchronized Chaos Mid-August issue: Self, Others, Source

First of all, an announcement on behalf of Synchronized Chaos Magazine. We’re going to help authors with research by setting up a section where readers and contributors can volunteer to provide information to authors who want to do research for their writing projects. So, if you have knowledge or lived experience in some area and are open to answering questions for someone’s project, please email us at synchchaos@gmail.com and we’ll add you to our upcoming list!

Now for this month’s issue: Self, Others, Source. As a teenager I attended a spiritual retreat where the leader encouraged us to think of our relationship to ourselves, the people and other beings in our lives, and our Source, the higher power, however we understood that. He commented that when we got in trouble, we could imagine sending out an S-O-S and looking within, to our social networks, and our faith.

Some of this issue’s contributors engage with the self.

Person with rolled-up jeans leaving footprints in wet sand on the beach.
Image c/o Marina Shemesh

Bari Robinson’s excerpt from An American Daughter of Brown describes the inner strength and struggles of a young civil rights-era Black girl claiming her sense of self.

Sandra Rochelle describes a healing journey where a woman chooses play and joy over self-conscious judgement.

Rus Khomutoff speaks to dreams, the surreal, and the subconscious as Texas Fontanella’s pieces express energy, tension, and action within the artist’s mind and Mark Young sends up swatches and swathes of color and texture. J.D. Nelson experiments with thought bubble bursts of words.

J.J. Campbell reflects on memories and disillusionment and the fragility of hope as Elan Barnehama offers an exploration of how an introvert and an extrovert cope with tragedy.

Jonibek Miraxmedov presents the poetry of youth: first love, optimism, dedication and determination, and joy in life. Z.I. Mahmud examines the psychological and emotional world of T.S. Eliot’s The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.

Ancient Greek masks of warrior Agamemnon with closed eyes and a nose and eyebrows. Four masks in a grid, yellow, red, blue, and green.
Image c/o Circe Denyer

Mykyta Ryzhykh speculates on the competing twin powers of passion and destruction, Eros and Thanatos, sensuality and fear and death. Prosper Isaac draws on the dual nature of the cultural symbol of flowers, joy and grief, weddings and funerals, the happiness and sorrow making up all of our lives.

Salihu Muhammad’s piece reminds us that like ripples in a pond, our attitudes and character shape how we view the world.

Other work addresses the human and natural world around us.

Kylian Cubilla Gomez’ photography captures moments of delicacy, small creatures or objects, and encourages us to pay attention to our world on a micro level.

Marisa LaPorte describes a quest for peace of mind and peace within a family. Taylor Dibbert continues to reflect on a divorce and all it portends for his poetic speaker. Abdel Zahra Amara’s short story, translated by poet Faleeha Hassan, comments on the difference between pretty sentimentality and actual love.

David Sapp reflects on adult friendship and what makes a good friend versus a good colleague as Quinn’s evocative story highlights the power of childhood friendship to change a life and remain in a person’s memory for years.

Country kitchen watercolor scene. Silverware in a bucket, jars and dishes on wooden counters and shelves, flowers and a bowl of lemons out, spoons and implements in a bucket. Lantern and trees and sunny day outside.
Image c/o Linnaea Mallette

Talia Borochaner finds the poetry in childbirth, gardens, and kitchens as the heart of much existence. Abdullajonova Zurakhan’s poem laments a caring and faithful uncle who passed away. Nosirova Gavhar writes of a young ballerina shaped by the love and encouragement of her father. Ilhomova Mohichehra celebrates the sweet fruit and memories of her home village. Tursunova Sarvino brings a scientific analysis to an aspect of childcare, the development of children’s speech abilities.

Akmalova Zebokhan Akobirkhan contributes a whimsical love poem about the disorientation she feels due to her emotions. Maja Milojkovic reflects on different types of sentimental sweetness in life and cautions us to enjoy with discretion. Mesfakus Salahin evokes the various senses in his love poem.

Raquel and Brian Barbeito reminisce on the joy of living with seven dogs throughout their lives, each of whom had a unique personality. Sushant Kumar merges with both the Earth and a lover in his poem. Sayani Mukherjee highlights the power of the sun in an evocative summer pond scene while Wazed Abdullah reflects on the calm of a moonlit night. Naeem Aziz’ poem draws on natural imagery to highlight the inner and outer beauty of a woman he loves. Maftuna Rustamova’s work urges preservation of the natural environment as Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa calls on people to step up amidst their trauma and exhaustion to heal Mother Earth.

Madinabonu Mavlonova outlines methods to improve seed germination in a plant biology laboratory. Ilnura Ibrohimova points out the importance of food safety and safe preservation of food as part of a strategy to feed the world.

Stylized photo of white windmills in a grassy field on a partly cloudy day.
Image c/o Alex Gruber

Jonibek also suggests ways for Uzbek businesses to adapt to technological changes and increasing environmental awareness. Muquaddas Maxmarejabova outlines the many practical and social changes that came with industrialization.

Isabel Gomez de Diego’s work captures history still standing: a concrete cellar and castle from centuries ago and a dinosaur museum. Shodiyeva Mehribon asserts the pride she takes in her heritage and homeland of Uzbekistan as a young person shaping her country’s future as Alina Ibrohimova offers a tribute to the nation’s Olympic athletes.

Sitora Otajonova outlines the promise and problems of social media for contemporary users. Pat Doyne expresses her hopes for civil dialogue, equality, and progressive values.

Fatima Abdulwahab’s piece is a lament for a lost home and family in a war-torn country while Faleeha Hassan describes war as a hungry, predatory, grotesque animal. The poetry of Abdulrasheed Yakubu Ladan highlights the corruption often present in politics when there is a great power imbalance. Mahbub Alam draws on the metaphor of a large bird being chased away to depict the recent student revolution in Bangladesh. Daniel DeCulla’s poetry highlights how even candidates praised with lofty rhetoric and slogans will not be perfect or bring peace to our world. Naeem Aziz writes of students taking to the streets to make things right.

Anila Bukhari encourages writers to bring hope to those who struggle and bear witness to the world’s tragedies. Martha Ellen’s poetry muses about wide-ranging effects of trauma on a personal level, finding compassion for aggressors as well as victims. Komron Mirza laments the decline of dignity, ethics, and compassion in his society.

Darker skinned person's hands cupped in front of them with a colorful (yellow and green and blue) world map superimposed on them.
Image c/o Omar Sahel

Bekzod Ergashev highlights the problem of youth unemployment within Uzbekistan and its effects on the economy as well as on youth confidence.

Nigora Tursunboyeva’s short story highlights the pain of impoverished orphans in Uzbekistan and the fragility of all our lives. Sonmin Yoongi urges people to live lives of compassion, dignity, and faith.

And still other contributors consider matters of faith, the divine, and sources of ultimate purpose and meaning in life.

Stephen Jarrell Williams’ poem evokes the light of truth coming through the darkness.

Jacques Fleury reviews Lori Shiller’s The Quiet Room through a philosophical lens, as a memoir of finding purpose and meaning through community and service while living with disabling mental illness.

Papers with numbers on a wooden table with little dots of light and a wooden letter Q and a pen.
Image c/o Gerd Altmann

Amirah Al-Wassif renders family tragedies and spiritual searchings into surrealist poetry while Kahlil Crawford reviews the eclectic, evocative, and ethereal stylings of musical artist Pinhdar.

Duane Vorhees probes and turns over thoughts about religion and art, history and youth, in his poetry.

Of course, facets of our existence cannot so easily be divided into three boxes. Many contributors’ sense of self is shaped by their communities and cultures, many times meaning and purpose in life comes from serving others, and it becomes possible to live in a healthy relationship with others when one is strong within oneself.

So, while these dimensions inevitably overlap and influence each other, they provide a general guide to understanding ourselves and are a source of artistic inspiration.

Poetry from Abdullajonova Zuhrakhan (stays Aug 15)

My heart laments for my uncle

Your beautiful words, my daughter,

My bright faces smiling at me,

Once again my eyes see,

My uncle enters my dreams.

Once in my dreams,

He says that Venus is a star,

John calls me my daughter,

I can’t wait to see my uncle.

Once again fill our house with light,

The guest was sitting in the net,

He would open his mouth from prayer and pick up a book.

If only we could see that moment.

My little uncle swallows his longing,

My mother waits for him every day.

My daughter-in-law, my children! wins

If only we could see our uncle once!

We used to see light on their faces every time

Almighty God, build us a palace of happiness again,

Turn my uncle’s face towards us,

Let’s see it one last time!

Only in prayer would he pray,

They always say “Alhamdulillah”.

They gave us only love and affection,

Show us your uncle’s face in heaven!

She is wearing a white dress, her face is radiant white…

May the Almighty listen to our pain.

Look towards us slowly with your light,

Cousin, show us!

My heart felt like it was crushed

The river of youth in my heart overflowed.

Today is the day I will see you,

Come now, my uncle, show your faces!

I can’t get enough of looking at his picture.

I will not be happy without them.

I can’t remember every moment

Enough! Show my uncle’s face!

Give us all a sincere look,

Let him run towards us like a great wind.

May he bless us for the last time,

May our hearts be filled with the love of my uncle!

 Abdullajonova Zuhrakhan

Abdullajonova, daughter of Zuhrakhan Rustamjon, 24/09/2007. She is now 16 years old and is interested in writing poetry. Her favorite pastime is writing poetry. She managed to publish her poems in several newspapers of the national level in Uzbekistan. She wants to publish a book in the future.

Poetry from Abdulrasheed Yakubu Ladan

THE NATURE OF POLITICS

In politics, beware, for interests collide

Nobody’s got your back, everyone’s on their own side

Dealing with politicians, a treacherous game

Sleep with tigers, eyes wide open, or you’ll feel the flames

Someone’s always being used, don’t be blind

If you can’t find the pawn, it’s you they’ll leave behind

Serving politicians, a temporary fix

Once the wound heals, your usefulness mixes

With dust and ashes, your value unseen

Politicians recognize needs, not loyalty or sheen

Don’t wail more than the bereaved, they’ll get the gain

While you inherit enemies, and endless pain

Choose your interests, when conflicts arise

Don’t sacrifice your own, for politicians’ compromise

Never cross oceans, for those who won’t cross the street

They’ll speak at your funeral, but won’t lift a finger to meet

Family and health, sacred and true

Don’t use them as pawns, in politics’ cruel game anew

It’s not that serious, don’t sacrifice your soul

For temporary rewards, that will eventually grow old

Youth, beware, don’t risk it all

Career, health, character, integrity, for politicians’ thrall

Unless you’re in control, with a long-term plan

Don’t sacrifice your future, for a fleeting politician’s hand.

Poetry from Naeem Aziz

South Asian man with short brown hair, a trimmed mustache, reading glasses, and a blue collared short and dark slacks and a wristwatch sitting outside under green leafy trees reading a book.
The Loving Girl

A girl i saw in my dream,
Black long hair she has, like a queen.
The eyes of the girl is black,
Mountain is the place she love.

The girl wants to live, beside the sea
But never went, to the heart of the sea.
The girl love to see the Moon,
Moon lover is her tune.

The girl wants to travel the world,
For this, she wants to be the bird.
The girl i saw in my dream,
Black long hair she has, like a queen.

Poetry from Salihu Muhammad

REFLECTION OF LIFE

life is a tranquil pond; a reflection 

of the world around us.

just as the surface mirrors the skies 

and trees, our past ///and present are

reflected in its calm water (s) each ripple

on the surface carries a story of victories 

and defeats & happiness & heartache. 

everyday, like a silver ; the pond hold (s)

our truths and reveals our grace. moments 

pass by like waves, fleeting and into the songs

while memories linger like echoes.

thus, life imprinted- on our fragile hearts in 

the mirrored depths of existence.

Salihu Muhammad Ebba known by his poetic name as Wordwhisperer is a bright and ambitious individual, currently studying At Legend International School Minna with a strong foundation from Guided Medal Model School, Minna. He was driven into the world to succeed and make a meaningful impact on the society. Salihu Muhammad Ebba is a promised Nigerian poet, short stories writer and spoken word artist from the heart of Minna.

Poetry from Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa

Light skinned Filipina woman with reddish hair, a green and yellow necklace, and a floral pink and yellow and green blouse.
Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa
Save Mother Earth

Forest of concrete,
Nature's creations deplete
Future's pride complete
Nature waves defeat,
Man's selfish greed can't compete
Man filled with deceit
Salvation to wit,
Past's follies let's not repeat
Earth's hope let us lit
Let vows be concrete,
Reverse what we did deplete
Stewardship complete.



DARK SKIES BEAT THE DRUM
where lies, betrayals,
violence, hardships
all come to weaken
a man's gentle soul

TEARDROPS FALL IN ANGUISHED HUM
hopelessness and apathy
made men silent, unwilling
to change or fight anything
in life and within himself

PARCHED LAND SATED DUMB
until man is filled
of great sufferings
and choked with anger,
drowned in disbelief
.......
Only then will he
unite his numbed heart and mind
learn to fight for change



Rainy Chatter

Tip tap tip tap
Rain danced the tap
Fleece for my wrap
Phone on my lap
My bed's my trap
Feigning a nap
Tippy tappy 
Raindrops yappy
Curtains flappy
Cold gusts snappy
Slipped in trappy
I'm not happy
Tipsy tapsy 
Weather's tipsy
Cloud's not flipsy
Endless drizzy
Trees are dizzy
I feel lazy
Tipper tapper
Heard no thunder
No volt bender
I feel hunger
Jar to plunder
Lemon ginger
Tip tap tip tap
Off for nightcap
Chatter now ZAP!

Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa was born January 14, 1965, in Manila Philippines. She has worked as a retired Language Instructor, interpreter, caregiver, secretary, product promotion employee, and private therapeutic masseur. Her works have been published as poems and short story anthologies in several language translations for e-magazines, monthly magazines, and books; poems for cause anthologies in a Zimbabwean newspaper; a feature article in a Philippine newspaper; and had her works posted on different poetry web and blog sites. She has been writing poems since childhood but started on Facebook only in 2014. For her, Poetry is life and life is poetry.

Lilian Kunimasa considers herself a student/teacher with the duty to learn, inspire, guide, and motivate others to contribute to changing what is seen as normal into a better world than when she steps into it. She has always considered life as an endless journey, searching for new goals, and challenges and how she can in small ways make a difference in every path she takes. She sees humanity as one family where each one must support the other and considers poets as a voice for Truth in pursuit of Equality and proper Stewardship of nature despite the hindrances of distorted information and traditions.