I stand between God and Satan Amazed by the angels Their glow precious Scared of the demons Their presence a fallacy Rejoiced at the glory at last The world had turned down I craved for truth Was surrounded with lies Eating deep into my depths I hungered for the words of righteousness Was fed evil Wished for spiritual knowledge Was led astray Far from the way I watched the demise of souls Those scenes made me scowl Gushed at what kids became T'was clear of what elders did to the youngsters I stood in awe Gazing in silence As the devil controlled the beings of life Men lured to their doom Maneuvered to destroy themselves With their own hands they spoilt the bonds they shared Everything they created was lost I was a witness All I could say was, Ah !!! Had we known..... With my body vigorously trembling I went on my shaky knees With fear and hurt for the people I cried, shouting out loud Oh my God save us !!! I knew it was never too late But we had long lost the opportunity While reminiscing about our joyous past The ever bright SON OF MAN came I couldn't stop the hot liquids that fell As I cried once again Alas!!! Glory at last......
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Poetry from Christopher Bernard
After Reading a Play by Aeschylus Torn by the god between the rocks of the Aegean and the high wave of the Caucasus, she falls on the black glass of the stage – Io, beloved of Zeus, driven across the world, maddened by jealous Hera; turned, grotesquely, into a cow. Prophecy lies: there is no end to the voice of her suffering. The god’s love is the storm of the ten thousand eyes of Argus. He is blind as the sun in its munificence moving across the air exalted after pleasure. Humankind is a child of water made of stone. Their pain is darkness and silence. The mouth of a hero who knows everything and nothing buzzes with gadflies and ashes. Yet the woman’s cry is the daughter of generations. It reaches us, gnarled in a distant wind. It echoes long in the canyons of time. It does not allow forgetfulness or peace in suffering traced in a poet’s words wrought of gossamer and iron. _____ Christopher Bernard’s book The Socialist’s Garden of Verses won a PEN Oakland Josephine Miles Award and was named one of the “Top 100 Indie Books of 2021” by Kirkus Reviews. His two children’s books, the first stories in the Otherwise series – If You Ride A Crooked Trolley . . . (serialized in Synchronized Chaos under the title “The Ghost Trolley”) and The Judgment Of Biestia – will be published in November 2023.
Poetry from Zebuzar Yusupova
I thank to independence There are no sadness in the heart, only happiness, The spirit of people rose from joy. Their sorrows turned into blessedness I thank to independence! Gardens thrive in various streets, The mountains are amazed at the patience of my nation. Even the spot of moon disappeared from the face I thank to independence! We gratitude our president, Our heads always be safe. We are united, come to our weddings I thank to independence! My words are endless to describe my country, My eyes shine with happiness every day. My friends, protect our motherland like heaven I thank to independence! My Uzbekistan, you are new, raise your prestige, You are my golden cradle, my heaven. You are dear to my heart, every moment in my soul I thank to independence!
Poetry from Elmaya Jabbarova
Music is the voice of the heart The sounds of music are balm to the heart, Who played it, To what religion, race, what nation, Searching, searching is a stranger! Most heart-poundingly penetrating, It is the sound of the call to prayer, the word of the Koran, Charming as an angel, Mother is a lullaby, Mother is a word! The sound of the spring, the thunder, Rustling leaves, raindrops, Howling wind, blizzard, Each is a note, oud! When a bird wants to fly for joy, Songs in his tongue like cranes, When you want to get into the heart of your loved one, Like waves in the roaring sea! Let the wishes be garlanded alone, May there be mercy and freedom in the world, Let a song be heard from everyone's tongue, May music be the crown of glory! Elmaya Jabbarova - was born in Azerbaijan. She is poet, writer, reciter, translator. Her poems were published in the regional newspapers «Shargin sesi», «Ziya», «Hekari», literary collections «Turan», «Karabakh is Azerbaijan!», «Zafar», «Buta», foreign Anthologies «Silk Road Arabian Nights», «Nano poem for Africa», «Juntos por las Letras 1;2», «Kafiye.net» in Turkey, in the African's CAJ magazine, Bangladesh's Red Times magazine, «Prodigy Published» magazine. She performed her poems live on Bangladesh Uddan TV, at the II Spain Book Fair 1ra Feria Virtual del Libro Panama, Bolivia, Uruguay, France, Portugal, USA.
Essay from Iftikhar Zaman Ononno
Tree Plantation
Tree plantation means planting trees more and more. Trees are important element of our environment. They are our best friends. They give us oxygen and take carbon-dioxide. They prevent the earth from becoming desert and they maintain the balance of nature. They give us food, shade and shelter. We get fuel and wood from trees. They save land from erosion. They are useful in many ways. They prevent natural calamities. But men are destroying them at a random. They are cutting down trees with the increase of population.
So, we should not cut down trees. Rather, we should plant more and more trees. All the year tree plantation is good. From June to August is the proper time for planting trees in Bangladesh. We can plant trees on both of road side, river side, pond, big field, small field, canal side and in the garden. Besides, any open space in and around homestead should also be used for planting trees. We should preserve the planted trees. Public awareness should be raised to make the tree plantation programs successful. If we want to preserve our environment, we should plant more and more trees. So, tree plantation is very important to make our nature safe.
Iftikhar Zaman Ononno is a student of grade 7 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.
Synchronized Chaos October 2023: ELECTRONICA > Sound Medicine
Curated by Kahlil Crawford, this month’s issue features works about electronic music, the intersection of art, creativity, technology and healing, and electronic music composition itself.
‘We must break out of this limited circle of sounds and conquer the infinite variety of noise-sounds.’
Luigi Russolo (1913)
We start off with Bakhora Bakhtiyorova and Tasirul Islam whom provide basic introductions to the contemporary roots of electronic music and technology. Next, Chris Esparza, provides an insider view of rave art history in the midwestern United States – a visual preamble to the upcoming Viva Acid event in Chicago – the home of House music.
Delaware artist/poet Robert Fleming‘s pop art illustrates prominent discotheques in Ibiza, Berlin, London and New York then Metariddim converses with DJ Toyacoyah about indigeneity in and around the electronic music scene. Meanwhile, Zimbabwean poet Abigirl Phiri waxes philosophic on the (electronic) music contributions of Australian vocalist Sia and South Africa’s Makhadzisa.
‘Personally, for my conceptions, I need an entirely new medium of expression: a sound-producing machine.’
Edgard Varèse (1939)
Photographers Daniel de Culla and Isabel Gomez de Diego offer up images of nature, religion and wedding music while poets Kristy Ann Raines and Maja Milojkovic recite the melodious connection between soul, love and music. Mahbub Alam continues this theme with his personal connection to music.
Not limited to music, electronica encompasses our everyday mobile devices as illustrated by Don Bormon. Sabrid Jahan Mahin takes things a step further with a deep technological discussion between father and son while Nurujjaman articulates the lifeways of music and technology on a whole.
‘Many musicians have dreamed of compact technological boxes, inside which all audible sounds, including noise, would be ready to come forth at the command of the composer.’
John Cage (1942)
Yahya Azeroglu explains how music nourishes the soul and provides quotes from historical figures to support this notion. Muhammed Aamir spins a tale of skateboarding, playlists and mixtapes then Jannae Jordan explores the deeper divinity of music frequencies. Tanvir Islam envisions a pro-technological future and DJ Kittenbear sonically reminds us that the beat goes on…
Poetry from Kristy Ann Raines
LOVE IS OUR SONG Love as we know it is our song The music fills our souls with life It flows with each breath in perfect pitch You come alive with each new verse For me you gave up your solo You sacrificed it for us as a single note Your title became mine and mine yours Burning in love forever is our anthem Our memories are as many as the stars We spend many nights in unison Our love will be forever heard Like a symphony that plays through the ages And I hear it each time I look in your eyes.
Kristy Ann Raines is an American poet and author born in Oakland, California, USA. Kristy has five books which will soon be published. One anthology with a prominent poet from India, Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai, will launch sometime in October 2023 called, “I Cross my Heart from East to West.” She has also written two fantasy books entitled, “Rings, Things and Butterfly Wings” and “Princess and The Lion”, a collection of poems in English,” Walking Without You”, a collection in French, “Little Rose Poetry”, and one in Arabic called, “Jasmine and Roses", to be released in the future. Kristy has received many literary awards for her unique style of writing.