Hype of globalization is inescapable in today's world and it claims to make the world smaller every day. At the same time, that small world seems to have now been divided into countless islands with unwelcome boundaries. In fact, the ongoing phenomenon that 'our world is being broken down into fragments by narrow domestic walls' is clearly on the rise. Technological advances constantly preach: fast is good, comfort is progress and information is knowledge. At the least, such mindsets warrant close scrutiny. With insightful observations in tandem with hardcore realities of life from around the world, the poems here tend to challenge progress as portrayed by conventional wisdom, reaffirm the power of human spirit, uphold values of our deep-seated aspirations and assert that real good things happen only slowly - one step a time. The poems draw their inspiration from tangible, concrete sources around the world; it may be a friend, a memory, a visit to a place, an event, an aspiration, a conflict, an insult or ever-resonating love. The author walks around in a 120-year old research laboratory of Dmitri Mendeleev in St Petersburg, Russia and deeply admires how his invention of Periodic Table has connected the rest of the world and served as a metaphor of what is universally good. The poem draws a true parallel between every element and every human through the words: 'For it (element) has a core and a face/a specific home with address.' In the poem titled 'Lead: My Saga in Flint, MI, ' hundreds of children and elderly in the wealthiest country were inflicted with severe lead poisoning but it was truly a man-made crisis perpetrated by human greed. We see a toxic lead molecule that is claiming no responsibility: 'I committed no sin/I meant no harm/your greed made me homeless for no fault of mine.' In the poem, Soccer: the Cradle of Ultimate Democracy, the author sees in this simple game a level playing field and a unifying force to connect all around the globe. For his long-lost extremist friend in the poem 'My Friend from Seventies, ' a question raises its head 'Who really perished/and who would live forever?' The author has traveled to over fifty countries and in the poem 'Key to Joy', he first laments 'I observe as I travel/Borders kill more than save.' He later declares 'Contrast is the mother of all harmony/that we must learn to accept.' The words 'happiness' and 'competition' are omni-present in today's society and ironically, they are constantly in conflict with each other. In 'Slow Down, ' which gives its title to the entire collection, the poet simplifies the challenge 'There isn't any road to happiness/road is the happiness.' And later, 'Turning to each other is more fun/than turning against.' At the end, these poems challenge the status quo, force us take a pause and at times trigger the question: Are we on right path?
... Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, ... A Noiseless Patient Spider A noiseless patient spider, I mark'd where on a ...
An anthology of some of the best English poems.
Combining journal entries, poetry and formal e-mails, these books celebrate the sights, sounds, flavors, (and the physical and mental strain), of crossing mountains, rolling landscapes, and unchanged rural villages, as well as vibrant ...
There are no Formal E-mails, no Definitions, no Autobiography or Research here. And because of all that it is not, this book completes those first two in the pilgrimage series in a gentle way.
Karen Freeman! Was born August 22, 1950 in Newark New Jersey. She had a “BRIGHT” daughter named Kira. She Married Warren W. C. Freeman March 1, 1998. They were married for 13 years and 20 days. She “PASSED-ON” March 21, 2011.
Winner of the Massachusetts Book Award "A terrific and sometimes terrifying collection—morally complex, rhythmic, tough-minded, and original." —Rosanna Warren, 2018 Barnard Women Poets Prize citation In a poetic voice at once accessible ...
O. D. Macrae Gibson points out that the function of pyȝt as a concatenating word stresses its capacity to mean both arrayed and set.8 Gordon glosses the word as varying in sense throughout the poem between “set,” “fixed,” and “adorned” ...
This riveting poetry collection is a fresh and witty account of thoughts and experiences that everyday people have in their day-to-day lives.
SELL. IT. SOMEWHERE. ELSE. Well, you can take your good looks somewhere else Cuz they're not for sale 'round here... I've heard about you and the things you do And I don't need you anywhere near. Yeah, I've met your kind a time or two ...
I was indeed fortunate in being able to recruit a pair of talented , conscientious , and unfailingly cheerful draftsmen in the persons of Julie Baker and Kathi Donahue ( now Sherwood ) to collaborate with my wife , Sally , in producing ...