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Gandhi Jayanti: Poems by Leonard Dabydeen

Strength does not come from physical capacity.

It comes from indomitable will. ~ Mahatma Gandhi

Gandhi Jayanti

Gandhi Jayanti is an event celebration in India that marks the birthday of Mahatma Gandhi on October 2, 1869 (died in January 30, 1948). The event is celebrated around the world wherever mankind is in search for peace and non-violence among communities and nations.

PEACE and BAPU ji
Suno suno aye duniya waalon, Bapu ki ye amar kahaani
Listen, people of the world, to Bapu’s immortal story…
[Mahatma Gandhi: born Oct 2, 1869; assassinated Jan 30, 1948]

Poking
at each other
eye to eye, blinding the whole world
makes mediation so complex
for peace.

Conflicts
cannot resolve
territorial rights
based on our religious believes
God’s ONE.

Where hate
inflames the mind
and racism colours our
skin to scoff and scorn our canvas
seek Truth.

Gandhi’s
lesson is to
follow his legacy
stand deeply for SATYAGRAHA
in Life.

Only
when Truth becomes
non-inflammatory
nations will relish its sweetness
for peace.

Poking
is no resolve
and racism colours our
stand deeply for SATYAGRAHA
for peace!

***

RACISM 

Deep in the colour of my skin, I live 
Heart to heart and rumble for peace within; 
I traverse this world for freedom, but give 
Not my pride for prejudice or chagrin. 
I walk not alone, but in footsteps 
Where the journey is long, but dream is strong; 
Where civil rights are mine, with no regrets 
That civil liberty is never wrong. 
Non-violence is my definitive creed, 
Through Gandhian spirit I strive and breathe; 
For you and I are equal without plead 
Where discrimination is full of seethe. 
Assassination leaves my world a cloud, 
Racism cannot be dressed in any shroud. 
***

OF TRUTH

How
to
begin
telling you
where to look for Truth
it speaks from your mind, and your heart.
When mind is weak, heart palpitates
and Truth becomes so
fragmented
fragile
as
glass.
***


NON-VIOLENCE

Take
your
weapon
down to ground
Earth is manifold
forbid war; make peace with neighbours.
When you make war, your enemy
is your restless mind
burning hate
raging
with
fire.
***

 

OUR FUTURE WORLD


In the end all men have to die. He who is born
cannot escape death.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi – Speech
at Prayer Meeting, New Delhi, January 15, 1948.


They who live by their own chagrin, acquire
moth that spiral in their mind without peace;
fetch hate, animosity as desire
never to see our world a happy place.

Often times by foolish wit denigrate
our hopes and dreams far beyond squint of eye,
they criticize and also peculate
day by day they usher grandiose lie.

Step by step we massage Gandhian thoughts
and follow in faith a path righteous
ahimsa our kindled lamp against krauts
satyagraha our stand prestigious.

Walking in Mahatma’s footpath joyous
we build our future world so enormous.
*** 

Bapu ji (died Jan. 30, 1948)

When
I was
thirteen days
old and crying
Mama said Nathuram shot Bapu ji.

Bapu ji clasped his hands and smiled at him
nod in silence
said, ‘Ram, Ram’.
Eyes closed
gone.

***

 

NAMASTE GANDHIJI

Footprints on the sands of time
glow with birthmark
each glittering step
unshaken and challenging
not by yielding to temptation
but thirst for truth
for the awakening of men
for soul-searching
in glimpses of the Transvaal
for monsoon moments

in vestibules of maharajas
turnstiles in South Africa
under a mango tree in India
ricocheting in global rumbles
for peace and non-violence
and as the wind whispers
in a stormy weather
where wars create bedrocks
for sleepless journeys
I clasp my hands

in solemn gesture
as if it were the beginning
of the end
namaste, Gandhiji.

***


MOHANDAS K. GANDHI, Thoughts, Words, Deeds and His Inspiration – Bhagavad-Gita by Ramnarine Sahadeo

Book Review by Leonard Dabydeen

MOHANDAS K. GANDHI, Thoughts, Words, Deeds and His Inspiration – Bhagavad-Gita

Author: Ramnarine Sahadeo

Published by Reprographic and Printing Services, Secunderabad, India,

ISBN 978-0-9868393-1-3

 

This second edition of author Ramnarine (Ramji) Sahadeo’s philosophical book: Mohandas K. Gandhi, Thoughts, Words, Deeds and His Inspiration: Bhagavad-Gita is a long overdue, guiding clarinet call to people of every religious belief, race, creed, sexual orientation, or political interests to follow the non-violent principles of the indomitable Mahatma (Great One) Gandhi, in an attempt to seek peace, prosperity and happiness in our troubled world.

The book is a studied embellishment from the debut first edition, which was launched to mark the 10th anniversary of 9/11 – the unforgettable atrocities of the bombing of the twin towers of the World Trade Centre and the loss of thousands of lives of people of all walks of life. It is an attempt to point all of us to look at other 9/11s in history where visionary leaders have pleaded with human beings to live in peace, unity and harmony. Particular emphasis is highlighted in the speeches of Swami Vivekananda on September 11, 1893 to the World Parliament of Religions in Chicago, U.S.A. And more in grace to the guidance of famous world leaders, in the likeness of Martin Luther King (Jr.) and Nelson Mandela is the speech by Mohandas K. Gandhi, The Moment of Truth, on September 11, 1906, in Johannesburg, South Africa at the Empire Theater. Gandhi, who is acclaimed the Father of Indian Independence (1947), displayed an impeccable stand for the principle of non-violence in the remarkable practice of Satyagraha “soul force”; “truth force”; “insistence on truth”.

What was essentially Gandhi’s inspiration? It is this pertinent question that stirred Ramji to dwell in the body of the book on the Bhagavad-Gita. This is the scriptural poem that influenced and inspired Gandhi all through his life. In the end we come to appreciate the Mahatma (Great Soul) as one of the greatest souls that set foot on this earth. Readers will no doubt shuffle the pages of this book in its various sections and headings to look for answers to bring peace and harmony in their own lives. In the words of Mahatma Gandhi:

“When disappointment stares me in the face and when I am all alone and I do not see even one ray of light, I go back to the Bhagavad Gita.”

The author, Ramnarine Sahadeo, is a Guyanese-born, Canadian lawyer in the Greater Toronto Area since 1980 [Retired]. It is his fervent hope that this book will promote the change which people wish to see in their homes, their social environment and the world at large. In the back cover he writes:

“Justice systems would need fewer resources if residents can just avoid lust, anger, and greed, for these vices clog the courts with expensive, unpredictable, and unnecessary litigation. Health and social systems experience lower demands from those who exercise, perform yoga, meditate or follow a vegetarian diet, practices followed by Gandhi and recommended by the Gita.”

The book is set in three parts: Part I greets the reader with an overview of how the Gita reaches the West, with a distinction of Nine Elevens apart from September 11, 2001; Part II brings the reader to the core verses of the spiritual poem of the Bhagavad-Gita; and Part III offers power-point comments on the Gita by Gandhi, along with influences of the Bhagavad-Gita that shaped the destiny of this great soul. In the end there is a glorifying explanation of the universal greeting of Namaste for all of us.

***

---Author Ramnarine Sahadeo is also currently involved in the initiatives of establishing a Mahatma Gandhi Scholarship for students at the McMaster University in Hamilton, Ontario.

---Leonard Dabydeen is the author of: Watching You, A Collection of Tetractys Poems, Xlibris Publications, ISBN 978-1-4691-4802-1(2012). He is also listed in the World Poetry Movement’s BEST POETS & POEMS 2011 ISBN 978-1-61936-038-9 (2012); Hardcover.


POEMS FOR GANDHI: Leonard Dabydeen

Listen, listen to Bapu's world

BRIEF – MAHATMA GANDHI

Born: October 2, 1869, Porbandar, India

Full name: Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi

Assassinated: January 30, 1948, New Delhi, India



RACISM 

Deep in the colour of my skin, I live 

Heart to heart and rumble for peace within; 

I traverse this world for freedom, but give 

Not my pride for prejudice or chagrin. 

I walk not alone, but in footsteps 

Where the journey is long, but dream is strong; 

Where civil rights are mine, with no regrets 

That civil liberty is never wrong. 

Non-violence is my definitive creed, 

Through Gandhian spirit I strive and breathe; 

For you and I are equal without plead 

Where discrimination is full of seethe. 

Assassination leaves my world a cloud, 

Racism cannot be dressed in any shroud. 

*** 

OF TRUTH (Fib Poem)

How

to

begin

telling you

where to look for Truth

it speaks from your mind, and your heart.

When mind is weak, heart palpitates

and Truth becomes so

fragmented

fragile

as

glass.

 

 

NON-VIOLENCE (Fib Poem)

Take

your

weapon

down to ground

Earth is manifold

forbid war; make peace with neighbours.

When you make war, your enemy

is your restless mind

burning hate

raging

with

fire.

 

 

OUR FUTURE WORLD

 

In the end all men have to die. He who is born

cannot escape death.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi – Speech

at Prayer Meeting, New Delhi, January 15, 1948.

 

They who live by their own chagrin, acquire

moth that spiral in their mind without  peace;

fetch hate, animosity as desire

never to see our world a happy place.

 

Often times by foolish wit denigrate

our hopes and dreams  far beyond squint of eye,

they criticize and also peculate

day by day they usher grandiose lie.

 

Step by step we massage Gandhian thoughts

and follow in faith a path righteous

ahimsa our kindled lamp against krauts

satyagraha our stand prestigious.

 

Walking in Mahatma’s footpath joyous

we build our future world so enormous.



Leonard Dabydeen, Guyanese-Canadian  free-lance writer,  poet, and book reviewer. Author of Watching You, A Collection of Tetractys Poems (2012); A Collection of Tetractys and Fibonacci  Poems (2015).

BOOK REVIEW: MERCILESS DARK

Review by Leonard Dabydeen


Merciless Dark 

Atreya Sarma (English Translation)
Harisshva D. V. (Original in Telugu) 
Pages: 292, Paperback
Publisher: White Falcon Publishing 
Language: English
ISBN: 978-93-89085-50-1
CDN$15.92     ₹ 449.00

Selfishness and arrogance – twin conspirators in the survival of all living things.

There is an uncanny and phenomenal approbation of co-existence in the life of all living things. Animals among animals. Humans among humans. And between them both, animals and humans, there is a carte blanche of plots and counterplots that beset their consciousness to survive in each other’s domain. Their co-existence belies frontiers of expository, ebullient imaginings of superiority over each clan or group, canvassed in fantasies of mysterious brushstrokes. Out of a cosmos primeval generative power, imbued with evolutionary awakening, glorifying comfort on Earth for all creatures great and small, humans and animals turned against each other to fathom who must be the ruler on Earth. And both led a fantasy trail.

This book, The Mystery of the Eclipse Island by author Harisshva D.V., written in Telugu and translated in English by acclaimed Indian Master Wordsmith, U. Atreya Sarma, brings this apocalyptic, primeval human- animal conflict fantasy theme as the first part of the multi-volume saga, titled: Merciless Dark. In 292 pages, and a confluence of 10 mind-boggling chapters, Atreya has painted an enriched fantasy canvass, in the eyes of the author, that would keep any fantasy fiction reader tuned away from works by Tripathi, Majoundar, Chokshi, et al. Simply fantastic and a phenomenal epic. Author Harisshva developed a seminal idea of this fictional odyssey through wisdom enthused by Lord Venkateswara and Lord Shiva.

On the back cover blurb, it reads:

The story with its vast canvas weaves through deliberations and decisions, plots and counterplots, espionage and magic, an incredibly mysterious island, skills in various fields of knowledge, war tactics & strategies…(back cover: Merciless Dark, The Mystery of the Eclipse Island.)

The Prologue says that in this first volume:

…the story unfolds in the background of a great war that had taken place twenty years before, between the animal and human races. In that war, the humans destroyed every animal, but an order of them called Morantuses managed to escape and survive.

The escapee Morantuses holed up in a secretive place called Death Hollow. Here they continued their greed and strife to exterminate the human clan. On the other hand, the human clan did not attempt to seek vengeance, become vindictive or reciprocate for the loss of human lives as a result of the war. Their attempt was to engage in mutual relationship with the animals and the rest of creatures on Earth. However, the animals blatantly disagreed. And the humans made their best deliberations on an expedition to exterminate the animals, engaging on nuances of The Mystery of the Eclipse Island.

Stalwart, as leading warrior and tactician of the human race, set out on an expedition on a ship across raging ocean, with a strong contingent of Firestrom warriors. They headed for Death Hollow where some of the venomous Morantuses believed to be still alive:

What we are going to do against the Death Hollow, is not a revolt or an attack or a war. It is a sacred rite of sacrifice….” (4).

Stalwart was on a mission to eliminate all life in Death Hollow housing the Morantuses. And he brainstormed the Firestrom warriors to gratify his mission plan. Death Hollow itself was a mysterious place, described as “ … an abyss of death waiting for the human lives…” (19). It was also the security warehouse of dead bodies from the war past. Security support for hosting of dead bodies was enhanced by a group of animal beasts, which included a five-hooded serpent of the ophidian race, named Bronx Cheer, and Asura, a jaguar and animal leader. Deliberations with the beasts and Bronx Cheer made the Morantuses at ease. The strategy of the animals was to trick Stalwart and his Firestrom warriors that the dead bodies were alive. In order for the dead bodies to become alive, they had to be taken to the Eclipse Island before the upcoming Blue Moon.

Vicarious truths and half-truths at Crostonfield and Hardwood, where human clans lived, slated the memories of conflict and confrontation with animal groups. They focused on the birth of twins by Wynfleath, wife of Stalwart, adding depth to the body of the story. Then there were decision-making strategies by Roisin and Merrell, including Gerardo. Roisin shared an expose of incredible truths in astrological prophesying to Wynfleath about the birth of twins.

Eventually, and in order to achieve supremacy over the human race, the animals had to discover a way to revive the dead bodies in the Death Hollow hide-out. They were guided by the strategic echelons of the key beast leaders, Asura and ophidian Bronx Cheer. Their only decision was to reach the Eclipse Island:

The souls of the dead were anxiously waiting, in the Eclipse Island, for the time they could re-enter their bodies.

The hostility between the humans and the animals sparked off because of the Eclipse Island. The humans tried many a time to wreck this island, but they couldn’t. Its destruction was as impossible as sighting the wind with one’s eyes. If at all it could be destroyed only time would decide. (174-175)

What was significant about the Eclipse Island was the encapsulated liquid, Vitone. This liquid had the magic potent of resuscitating animals and snakes. With the help of the blue moonbeams, Vitone would also render the souls of the dead, visible to one’s eye. (178)

More importantly:

The souls of the dead hung on the Eclipse Island solely because of Barbarus’ magic. It was enough if the beasts and Bronx Cheer protected Barbarus’ corpse until Wynfleath gave birth to the child. (178)

Virgin Nature’s creation of the Eclipse Island as an uncanny, invisible place, was that …

it did not stand on the surface of the earth, but lay in the womb of the ocean. It nestled under the confluence of the Carcass flowing from the south and the Millon flowing from the north. (176)

And more to the Eclipse Island mystery …

On the day of the solar eclipse, the Eclipse Island would emerge over the surface of the ocean at the confluence of the two seas, with a view to absorbing and tasting the blue moonbeams. (176)

Bronx Cheer and the beasts were successful in reviving dead bodies of the Morantuses before the Eclipse Island receded in the depth of the sea. And they made their return journey to rescue the envenomed Morantuses.

At long last, Stalwart and his power warriors arrived at Death Hollow, before Asura and Bronx Cheer were able to step foot in its mysterious surroundings. In their tactical attack to destroy the Morantuses, they encountered situations of truths about the Death Hollow that were unfathomable. They destroyed the Morantuses. And set sail on their return voyage to Crostonfield.

In a sad finale, Bronx Cheer and Asura arrived at Death Hollow just a little too late.

The resolve of the beasts to annihilate the humans had watered down on seeing the situation. From the wreckage of the Death Hollow, they realized the intensity of vengeance the humans had harboured against the animal race. (282)

It was the plan that went right. What happened next will be reeled in the upcoming Volume Two of Merciless Dark.

This gargantuan, episodic epic The Mystery of the Eclipse Island, comes to the reader with infinite concatenation, emboldened by English translator and Master Literary Craftsman, U Atreya Sarma. The dialogues between Stalwart and his Firestrom warriors are intense. Discussions between Stalwart and Adalwen are superb. Incredible truths espoused by Wynfleath and Roisin about astrological paradigms are truly provocative. The imaging of the Eclipse Island is fantastic. The deliberations and decisions by the humans and animals are evocative, with logical symbiosis for suzerainty on Earth.

Each chapter in the book leaves you with a reticent itch to read the next. And Atreya Sarma brings the pages with quick turn over with language that is simple to reach young adults and fiction-fantasy lovers. The tone and texture of the book underscore the vocabulary and assertive quality that drive the internal coherence of the fiction-fantasy canvas.

U Atreya Sarma

About the Translator

Atreya Sarma is a poet, free-lance editor, critic and reviewer besides being a translator from Telugu into English, and occasionally from English to Telugu. His writing experience spans more than twenty three years . He is Chief Editor of Muse India. 

He holds an MA (English Litt), a PG Dip (Mass Communications & Telugu Translation Techniques), a BA (English Litt, Sanskrit Litt, History) and BSc (Botany, Zoology, Chemistry), and CAIIB (Part I) with mid-level managerial experience in SBI.


Leonard Dabydeen (Ontario, Canada), Guyanese-Canadian poet and member of The Society of Classical Poets 2019 (USA), Life Member & Official Critic of MetVerse Muse (India); member of Muse India Journal; member of Muse-Pie Press (Shot Glass Journal and Fib Review), contributor to Gandhi Way Newsletter (UK), contributor to Pratilipi; member of Commonwealth Writers Group; blog: https://ldabydeen.wordpress.com/
Free-lance writer and book reviewer; author of Watching You, A Collection of Tetractys Poems (2012), and Searching For You, A Collection of Tetractys and Fibonacci Poems (2015).

Poetry: Leonard Dabydeen

NOT IN THE LEAST WHAT I EXPECTED

Not in the least what I expected
Or hoped for
But my sons spoke to me
In their separate ways
To either demonstrate care
Or concern for being their Dad
They put me under locked-down
With their Mom, of course
In a house I call my last retreat
Or home, as it were, to set myself
Free at last – yes! Free at last!
They said to me that at my age
I am absolutely qualified
To be certified positive for COVID-19
They said it is a pandemic killing machine
Invisible to the eye, but sensitive to my lungs
And so they quarantined Father and Mother
In masks and unflinching social distancing
One in the kitchen, the other in the living-room
And us parents spin the coin of Life
To herald our fate, nothing to lose
But Time to solicit our survival
Myself in the kitchen
Mom on a sofa,
Focused on Krsna consciousness
Glowing in slokas of Bhagavad Gita
Mantras and bhajans  cheerful
Songs of my soul
Feats of Sundarakanda
Listening attentively
I wonder
How long will this last
Oh quarantined man?



A VISION
(haiku)

Painting a vision
living in a new normal
moon emerald niche.



BEAT IT

That
this
virus
will be strong
on the impotent
will not recce life  eternally.
By grit determination, we
shall break through its hold
social distancing
face mask
beat
it.


Leonard Dabydeen, Guyanese-Canadian  free-lance writer,  poet, and book reviewer. Author of Watching You, A Collection of Tetractys Poems (2012); A Collection of Tetractys and Fibonacci  Poems (2015).

Book Review: Pearls of Strawberry Moon by Monalisa Dash Dwibedy (2020)

Review by Leonard Dabydeen


Pearls of Strawberry Moon 
Monalisa Dash Dwibedy
Format: Kindle Edition
File Size: 275 KB
Print Length: 140 pages
Sold by: Amazon Asia-Pacific Holdings Private Limited 
Language: English
ASIN: B086QDHJ29
₹ 0.00 (Kindle Unlimited) ₹ 62.00 to buy

Monalisa Dash Dwibedy
Pearls Of Strawberry Moon: Poetry that touches your inner being . Kindle Edition.
When the strawberry moon glows it unfolds curiosity and enthusiasm …
Strawberry Moon is the full moon in June. It is called "the moon that grants love come true”. The pearls are the moments of life. You are holding a few pink pearls in your hand. Smile. Celebrate. Cherish. ~ Monalisa Dash Dwibedy


This book, Pearls Of Strawberry Moon, is a relishing debut potpourri of English poems, set in an illuminating cornucopia gemstone by bilingual poet, Monalisa Dash Dwibedy. She also writes in Odia. The author’s 55 poems are bundles wrapped in symbiosis with fragrances of the strawberry moon, sacrosanct in granting love, and beautiful pearls that enhance exciting moments of life. In 140 pages the poems are composted to speak of multifaceted aspects of life – Hippocrene of love, nature, loss, depression, travel, environment, and more. These poems arrive from varied anthologies, including The Year of the Poet VI, Inner Child Press; International (USA); ATUNIS (Albania); Different Truths (India); Sillwords Press (USA); SIPAY (Seychelles); Poetry Leaves (UK) Muse India (India), and many more. Some poems not previously published. The book is independently Published by the Author.
In the PROLOGUE, author Monalisa invites readers to immerse themselves in her “forest of words”, imploring that they will see some of themselves in her poems. In the PREFACE, Muhammad Shanazar, Poet, Critic and Translator, exudes on rich plethora of exploding emotions and thoughts in author Monalisa’s poems. And in the FOREWORD, Dr. Vishnu Pandya – Padma Shree and Chairman, Gujarat Sahitya Academy (India), extends warm congratulations to Author Monalisa for unfolding her debut book: Pearls of Strawberry Moon. And in the last few pages of the book, Mr. Cijo Joseph Chennelil, Poet, Critic, HOD (English), Kristu Jyoti College (India), expressed KIND WORDS through a serenade of sweet atonement to embellish the author’s delightful creativity in her poetry.

In this book, Pearls of Strawberry Moon, author Monalisa takes intricate, creative embrace of pearls reflecting“moments of life” and parceled them into three sections: Life, Lament, and Miracle. And in that marinated cordiality, each partition is espoused to the other in a trickling, lingering connectivity to express her inner consciousness in a yogic, philosophical attribute of knowing the world is ONE. There are no CONTENTS pages; and her unorthodox, crafty, artistic poetic style reflects on such authors as Rupi Kaur – author of milk and honey (2015), and the sun and her flowers (2017); and Professor Indira Babbellapati – author of From the Biography of an Unknown Woman (2015), Nomadic Nights (2016), and Just for once (2019).
Let’s take a perusal in the book, Pearls of Strawberry Moon, to see how the Moon speaks to Monalisa among the pearls of her life. Section: Life (16 poems):
The Moon said [prying at her curiosity]
Remember where you came from
You are the purpose of this universe
 You suffer most when
You slip away from your intention
Stray from your core being or
Tell yourself untruths about who you are

And in her vintage poetic style, Monalisa responds with (first poem):
MY LIFE IN TWO BLUE SUITCASES
When the distant tracks call me
 Opening their arms
I walk out of my comfort zone
To embrace re-dusted earth and blue skies
Time waits around the corner
 For me to return
As I bid goodbye to my hurried pace of life

Staring far along the open roads,
As long as the sun looks upon me
 I try not to look back
 So many lives
 Unlived
 So many places
 Unseen
 Life does not pause
When I meet new faces
 Exchange glances
Wonder in the midst of
 Choices made
 Chances missed
And challenges met

Travelling a full circle
Un-awakened and unconscious life times
 I wait infinitely long
The moment consciousness dawns
The forever being, the maker of the universe
 Comes in search of me

Painted and blank canvases I visit,
I am not bound to any one place.

Travelling free as a bird,
I measure my life in two blue suitcases.

This first poem brings to the core, shimmering enthusiasm and delight of life as Monalisa listens to the “Strawberry Moon”. That she would “ …walk out of my comfort zone” gives readers food for thought, to learn that the author has a career as an IT Consultant, with poetic creativity brush strokes on …
Painted and blank canvases I visit / I am not bound to any one place.” In this contextual aplomb, she decides to …
“…measure my life in two blue suitcases.” Monalisa comes from the city of Puri, in the state of Odisha, India. She now lives in Toronto, Ontario, Canada .
And in the flamboyance of her arrival with “two blue suitcases” in Canada, the strawberry Moon echoes to Monalisa thus …
The Moon said
Scream at me
Let go of all your tears
Gather your original self
Feed your soul with a song
Breeze through life…

And in unstoppable vehemence, with throb of life, Monalisa entertains us with such poems as LOST AND FOUND, SOUL OF A FOREST, IN LOVE WITH LIFE, A BUTTERFLY, IN PRESENCE OF THE MASTER, TO THE ATLANTIC, and more.
In this poem …
 IN PRESENCE OF THE MASTER
(see stanza 2, lines 1-4)
He chants a prayer
Invokes the unseen
Invites to transform
And transcend the physical/…

the author emboldens holistic and religious affirmation, as she strokes the poetic canvas of life. The poem is dedicated to Sadhguru Jaggi Vasudevji, a yogi of highest order. Monalisa is inclined to follow practice of yoga.

In the second section titled: LAMENT is a bundle of 22 poems.
[to quilt the author’s equanimity]
The Moon said
There will be some nights when all you have is yourself and me.
I can’t explain what you mean to me or where I’d be without you.
 You and me can fall in love or
 You and I can become one.
 The choice is yours.

It’s as if Monalisa was atuned to the voice of Rabindranath Tagore:
Come with quick steps over the grass.
If your feet are pale with the dew,
If your anklets slacken,
If pearls drop out of your chain,
Do not mind.
Come with quick steps over the grass.

Reading her first Lament poem …

THE NEW IMMIGRANT
(first stanza)
Where are you from? You ask
 I am from the land of
 Wealth and misery
 The mystic range of
 Himalayan mountains
Land of bomb blasts, surgical strikes and sufferings
Land of love, yoga, sun and devotion
I am from border village of India and Pakistan/

Being new immigrant herself, from Puri, Odisha, India to Toronto, Canada, Monalisa asks the question that strikes at the core of every immigrant leaving home. And her answer in this vibrant, evocative first stanza of THE NEW IMMIGRANT, leaves you spellbound. More so if you are an immigrant yourself (or like myself). The depth of sensitivity is an indelible lament, rich with imagery of home thoughts.; serenading the ambivalence of Life.
In the third stanza, Monalisa speaks of her arrival in Canada, engaging readers to feel and share her sensibility…
This is a very new city, do you feel home?
You ask.
On the hillside in the bright daylight
I see the birds fly with same zeal in their flight
The garden near that lawn
I watch the new plants being born
The same way they are born on my land
When it rains here
Leaves shine.

In the last stanza (last two lines), Monalisa’s lament bursts with a sigh…
Tulips in the spring and Camellia in winter
Suddenly felt like home.
As if this section – Lament – brings readers to pause and prune trailing poems with deep emotions, here is a caviar that will thrust readers into the refreshing last section: Miracle of which the MOON speaks to Monalisa for comfort:
THE NEW IMMIGRANT in section Lament was selected as the winning poem in the International Rabindranath Tagore Award 2020, making Monalisa a crown jewel of poetry on the international platform.
In the eyes of Jury Panel member for this award competition, Avik Gangopadhyay, Kolkata, West Bengal, India …
Congratulations Monalisa Dash Dwibedy. Your approach is different from others, your achievement is truly commendable. Many dream, some try and only a few achieve. You are an achiever today.
Other poems that ripple with emotive depth and sensuality in the founding pearls of Monalisa’s Lament section include, TWO LITTLE WORDS, BETTER FAR, SLAVE, TEARS, WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME, YOU ARE NOT ALONE, SHELTER, A LITTLE GIRL I DO NOT WANT TO BE BORN, LOST FRIENDS, and more. Sometimes you can feel the emotions within your heart as in reading this poem (speaking of the environment):
SAVE THE PLANET
(second stanza – lines 1-3)
Do we truly realize what trees do for us?
What the trees exhale, we inhale
Do we know, they are the basis of our breath…

And in a spate of mind-set probity to wave a bruised stroke on her Temper canvas, the author writes …
TRUTH HURTS
(third stanza)
We write poems on love, gender-equality
Forgiveness and hope
Do we ever listen truly?
The painful story of a shattered human being
People do not like, when truth hurts…

In SILENT DEATH, the author brings marginalization of women in India to a new awareness (first stanza)
We were silent seven years ago
We were silent yesterday
We are silent, even today

Reeling emotions on atrocities of women like Nirbhaya and Priyanka Reddy in the past decade.
In the last Temper poem, author Monalisa speaks to readers of our present pandemic, as she writes…
CORONA
Remain still, let silence be your voice
Pray, be grateful for being alive.

In the final section, Miracles – 18 poems - author Monalisa wipes the Temper tear drops, only to return as a sparkler. It’s as if, in wiping the somber, Temper moments of Life…
The Moon said
With me, hearts do not shatter
They blossom…
And Kahlil Gibran stokes the author’s Kindle fire, saying …
Humanity is a river of light from the ex-eternity to eternity.
In the first poem titled:
A THOUSAND LOVE AFFAIRS
(stanza 4)
I love you if you’re toothless
I love you if you’re blind
anything that’s wrong with you
to me you’ll be fine/

This must be “miracle” from the Eternal, but there seems to be a smile on the readers’ faces to speak of trust and faith. But the author gets her way, as it were.
In the second poem:
WHAT YOU SEEK
(last stanza, lines 1-3)
How it feels
When the Universe sends signals to you
When the ether answers your prayers

Here is, indeed, the topping of the author’s Miracle, as the Moon speaks:
The Moon said
Love your solitude
I’m always alone but not lonely for a moment…

And again..,
I know life isn’t always sunny and colorful, sometimes days get rainy and so hard that they hurt. Sometimes you feel life is falling apart. Brave the day. Settle down with me in the evening, let me kiss you. All I want is to be with you.

Amidst the starlight strawberry Moon, a sparkling glow of Miracle poems by Monalisa leaves you with impeccable bliss, to wit :
THE WORLD GOES BLIND
(last two lines)
Infuse a little grease of divinity and bliss
To rusty hearts of human beings.

FALL
(Stanza 3, lines 1-4 )
Life seeks us out
Alone and naked
Uninformed, unlearned
Yet others understand

The urge to leaf through the poems in this book, rich in soft, melodramatic tone, with metaphors layered in silver and gold, primed with elegance of human metamorphoses in life, will unequivocally satiate your love for enjoyable English literature. This book is a must read.

Leonard Dabydeen (Ontario, Canada)
Published author, Member of the Law Society of Ontario (Retired). Poet, English Literature critic, Book Reviewer.