Poetry from Mark Young

Court-métrage

The Rōshi enters the meditation room. All is silence.

He claps his hands. "How can you tell when a persimmon is angry?" he puts to the room.

The silence deepens.


Circumstantial

Every human being needs to feel that they are important, 
valued. Now is the time to move from rhetoric into action.

The path to sustainable development must ensure that people 
living in poverty are included. Communication styles can help.

Music can inspire. Its manifestations permit the possibility of 
a chance encounter between trans Americans & the current Pope.


À la campagne

School. Public
phone box. Un-
used hall. Over-

grown racetrack.
A gravel road
lies ahead.

 
DoNuts T.®ump looks to swallow up The Holy See

I can change my cookie settings
at any time, but can't change
the cookie cutter paradigm. Which 
means that if I don't get in & get a 
share of the Vatican action before 
those oligarchs arrive & buy up all the 
available building land, it’ll have to be 
the Sistine Chapel that gets pulled
down to make way for the new
Trump Vatican International Hotel.


The conspiracy fairy left me a silver dollar for my tooth

Jerry Fletcher is a man in love with a woman he observes from afar. Whoopi Goldberg questioned the Moon Landing on "The View." Jesse Ventura & his team of experts examine some of the most frightening & mysterious conspiracy allegations of contrails, which consist of ice crystals or water vapor condensed behind aircraft. Any gap in official information on such violent events is filled by online theorists proffering a "big explanation." Hoaxes go viral because the public rarely makes the distinction between conspiracy and misinformation in the aftermath of tragedy.

Secret schemes that shaped the world around us are hiding in the footnotes of our history books—you just need to know where to look. Urbandictionary.com is being used for governmental purposes. The government is finding out ways to control us, through an event or set of circumstances created as the result of a usually secret plot by powerful conspirators. Secretary Wolf calls these rumors "full of misstatements & misapprehensions."

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Poetry from Wazed Abdullah

Wazed Abdullah

The land of Bangladesh


In the land of Bangladesh, 
Where the monsoons bring life and breath, 
The people thrive with an unyielding zest, 
And their spirit shines through every test. 
From the mangrove forests of the Sundarbans, 
To the tea plantations of Srimangal, 
Every inch of this country bears witness, 
To a beauty that's beyond measure or scale. 
With a rich history and vibrant culture, 
Bangladesh's story is one of grit and nurture, 
Where heroes and legends stand tall, 
Their stories echoing through every hall. 
The red and green flag waves high, 
A symbol of pride and unity in the sky, 
For a nation that stands strong and bold, 
Defying all odds with a heart of gold. 
So here's to Bangladesh, 
A land of wonders and endless zest,
May her people always find their way, 
And her glory shine bright every day.

Wazed Abdullah is a student of grade 8 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh. 

Synchronized Chaos Mid-March 2023: Sense and Sensibility

Welcome to March’s second issue of Synchronized Chaos!

Our friend and collaborator Rui Carvalho reminds us about our Nature Writing Contest for 2022.

This is an invitation to submit poems and short stories related to trees, water, and nature conservation between now and the April 1st, 2023 deadline. More information and submission instructions here.

This month, Synchronized Chaos’ contributors explore our senses and perceptions of the world, and how we process them through thoughts and feelings.

Channie Greenberg sends us colorful images of marine and freshwater fish in various settings, while Mark Young’s non-representational art revels in the joy of line and color. Michael Barbeito aims to capture the spirit, or the essence, of the scenes he depicts. Nathan Anderson provides a visual rendering of a cacophonous stereo sonic landscape.

Jim Meirose crafts a surreal doctor’s visit that goes awry, while Martina Gallegos relates an anecdote about a pigeon who flies into an elementary school classroom, to the wonderment of the children.

Image c/o Finepic Beat

Faiza Yahaya Maibasira’s poetry expresses her awe at life, friendship, and love. Sayani Mukherjee’s piece depicts a mystical union with nature or a lover, while John Edward Culp’s piece reflects the otherworldly ecstasy of true love, which includes grace given for the times when he falls out of sync with his partner.

Emina Delilovic-Kevric also speaks to creation and spiritual questing on a more intimate, personal level, within an uncertain world.

Aliyu Umar Muhammad relates her inner spiritual journey to find beauty in tumultuous surroundings, while Lewis LaCook provides a meditative look at life when we slow down to nature’s timescales.

Photo c/o Linneaea Mallette

J.D. Nelson’s haikus on ordinary subjects convey a bit of mystery and curiosity, while Karol Nielsen writes of the ironic and incongruous moments of daily life.

Susan Hodara explores the different ‘itches’ we experience, which becomes a meditation on the nature of desire. Daniel De Culla probes our human foibles and transgressions in his piece on the locals at a village cafe.

Jaylan Salah profiles Egyptian rapper D.A.R.KK. and discusses the appeal of his original songs, sharing both joy and struggle.

Christian Emecheta’s sci-fi piece conveys how we can manage the dangers of deep emotions rather than suppressing them and losing part of our humanity.

Photo c/o Gerhard Lipold

Mahbub Alam develops a more balanced perspective on life when he stares out at the moon, and then, later, when he remembers the brave history of his home nation, Bangladesh.

Farok Faisal literally “reflects” on himself by looking in a mirror, wondering how age has changed him. Santiago Burdon’s protagonist confesses and expresses remorse for an action born of hate and ignorance that shamed him for decades.

Joseph Wechselberger relates how we serve as spectators to various types of trauma. Sarah Burgess expresses her inner anguish at being excluded and viewed as a burden, while J.J. Campbell processes his life’s losses with a mixture of defiant nostalgia and despair.

Peter Cherches speaks to wear and tear over time, of machinery and relationships. Mesfakus Salahin reminds us that while death is a part of our existence, it does not carry the last word.

Image c/o Lode Van De Velde

Mario Loprete consigns pieces of our modern urban landscapes to posterity by sculpting them in concrete. A. Iwasa also addresses themes of cultural preservation with his review of Phil Cohen’s Archive That, Comrade! Taylor Dibbert looks at social media as a modern archive, considering the paradoxical relationships we can have with our digital memories.

Z.I. Mahmud contributes his own personal ‘archive,’ a set of his favorite literary quotes and reflections on historical authors.

Norman J. Olson reflects on his artistic correspondence with Beat poet Charles Bukowski and considers that he’d like to emulate the man’s craft, but not his life.

Maurizio Brancaleoni evokes the difficulty of conveying his literary intentions within his poetry, while Chimezie Ihekuna urges perseverance, in artistic craft as well as in life.

We hope you enjoy the panoply of works included in this issue!

Poetry from Maurizio Brancaleoni

What It Lacks

It’s the lyrical accent
that's lacking, the sharp snap
of expressionist dramaturgy,
the steadfast steer of the infested line

whose absence is bewailed 

pathetic, stupid are the subjects
your life is trivial and hopeless by now;
being poor, you suck up
raw chatter and companions

and pull them in

the nobleness of verse traded 
for a few threepenny tricks
rhyme the most humiliated
and rightly so

you're dead to sense too
under your pretty shroud of postmodernism 
I take you along in my daybook
as seed, fruit and offspring of mine

on regional trains and eatery tables


Maurizio Brancaleoni has had poetry and prose featured in numerous journals and anthologies. In February 2023 he published his first short story collection “New Parables and Other Oddities”. He has a bilingual blog where he posts literary gems, interviews and translations. 

Poetry from Sarah Burgess

Inconvenience

 

Such a bother,

Pain in the ass,

That's life? That's life? That's the best excuse they can selfishly reveal? 

Why. Cause. Your. Own. Headache?

You find yourself screaming,

Screaming on the inside,

Inner silent shrieks Of misunderstood loneliness.

Inner silent shrieks within yourself,

Misunderstood loneliness.

You really do. Not. Intend to.

Come, come on, please!

Prisoner imprisoned  in your own body.

Can they not see? 

They try, at least.

Waiting for some realization, actualization, condemnation to allure thought allowing this dove to fly.

Conveniently included. 

Living incoherently,

Incoherently living unjustly, inclusion when convenient!

Justified defiance? 

Will it ever come my way?

Never! 

If only people could understand 

They try, and get a sense of understanding,

That's all, a sense…

Unjust treatment becomes the normality

Song lyrics from Chimezie Ihekuna

Chimezie Ihekuna (Mr. Ben) Young Black man in a collared shirt and jeans resting his head on his hand. He's standing outside a building under an overhang.
Chimezie Ihekuna

Title: Move On

Chorus

Move on (6CE)

Move on

Drive in

Get right here

Hit the Bull’s eye

Get on it

Don’t Give Up

Keep trying

Start moving

Study hard

Strive more

Be straight

Be Positive

See the result

Then Move On (6ce)

Be grateful

Expect problems

Fail forward

Don’t be afraid

Falter not

Keep to your words

Be hopeful

Don’t be discouraged

Refused to be depressed

Be patient

Keep the right friends

Then move on (6ce)

Verse 3

Keep learning

Study hard

Make sacrifices

Pay the price

Be attentive

Try new things

Be adventurous

Seek inspiration

Be creative

Stand out

Be yourself

Then Move on (6ce)

Poetry from Faiza Yahaya Maibasira

Take a breath!
the world is crispy,
Sun, hugs only its flowers.

I'm transparent,
Walking through cliffs.
But I'm not a wanderer.

Even Mangoes submit 
To apples.
For ' _apple-mangoes_ '.

The storm gets infuriated- 
rivers refuse rainbow popsicles.
My pupil, 
is not better than a lens.

So earth, the plain 
For toast and glass kisses?
Friendship and love might make it to heaven