Archive for September, 2017

CELEBRATING A GREAT SOUL: MAHATMA GANDHI

September 30, 2017

MOHANDAS KARAMCHAND GANDHI WAS BORN  IN PORBANDER, INDIA, ON OCTOBER 2, 1869. ASSASSINATED IN INDIA ON JANUARY 30, 1948.

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 http://www.gujarattourism.com/destination/details/7/273

 

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Porbandar was controlled by the Jethwa Rajputs from about the 16th century. It was the capital of the former princely state of Porbandar (1785–1948) before it was incorporated into independent India. Nationalist leader Mohandas K. Gandhi was born in Porbandar in 1869, and both his birthplace and the neighbouring Kirti Mandir, a museum dedicated to Gandhi, are major tourist destinations.

Ref: https://www.britannica.com/place/Porbandar

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STUDENT GANDHI

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GANDHI DANCING WITH THE QUEEN OF ENGLAND

THE RELEVANCE OF GANDHI- WHY GANDHI STILL MATTERS

http://www.mkgandhi.org/articles/relevance_of_gandhi.htm

 

POEMS ON MAHATMA GANDHI (THE GREAT SOUL)

By Leonard Dabydeen

 

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

https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/namaste-gandhiji/

https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/mahatma-gandhi-leonard-dabydeen

 

Gandhiji, Namaste

I shouted when I heard the shot rang out his frail hands in solemn prayer, hey Ram. Today I mark his final ‘Namaste’ satyagraha no more fight ending war.

https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gandhiji-namaste/

http://poemllst.com/?mode=poem&id=364654

Let Us Narrate A Prayer

(Sleep)

I find it difficult to decipher What trust I should lay Upon my feathered pillow, Just before day closes Its winded shutters To night’s rhapsody Of melodious sounds. Night heralds the end Of a beautiful sunlight day’s orange gleam With twilight hues – So much kaleidoscopic radiance! And silently spread Wings of cool, caressing ambiance To let sheep gather For a night’s prayer, To let the cows moo Before repose for one last fodder of hay, While chickens take their spot On racks in a coop, And horses are blessed with one last visit From their patron stable ranger. So when I attempt To choreograph my thoughts In a ballet stance Like a ballerina in full ecstasy And close my eyes to sleep, I pray for a dream Of sweet endearment That our world will no longer Make more wars to fret each nation. Rather as Gandhi would acclaim We must seek peace and purity of mind: So join me to nurture this sleep For a peaceful and progressive world., Let us narrate a prayer.

 

http://poemllst.com/?mode=poem&id=364691

 

(Author: Leonard Dabydeen: Searching For You, A Collection of Tetractys and Fibonacci Poems, Xlibris Publications, 2015)

 

# 88

Each Man’s Struggle

 

There

always

will be hope

like calcined dreams

each man’s struggle is another man’s hope.

 

# 89

Fight Your Way

 

Fight

your way

to freedom

like Gandhiji

make no prison walls block your hopes and dreams.

 

 

 

AN EYE FOR AN EYE MAKES THE WHOLE WORLD BLIND…

 

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/john-dear/an-eye-for-an-eye-makes-t_b_8647348.html

Our topic was “Living Nonviolence, with Jesus, Gandhi and King.” I had been planning it for months. Many of us around the world believe with Mahatma Gandhi and Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr., that nonviolence is the world’s only hope, the world’s only solution to insane violence, the world’s best pathway toward peace. As we heard the news from Paris, we turned again to the ancient teachings of nonviolence, and spent the weekend trying to deepen our own nonviolence so we could do our part to hasten a more nonviolent world.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x-rUsdhwRqc

 

 

MY BOOK REVIEW: MOHANDAS K. GANDHI, Thoughts, Words, Deeds …

 

https://ldabydeen.wordpress.com/2012/06/

 

Gandhiji, Namaste

I shouted when I heard the shot rang out his frail hands in solemn prayer, hey Ram. Today I mark his final ‘Namaste’ satyagraha no more fight ending war.

https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gandhiji-namaste/

http://poemllst.com/?mode=poem&id=364654 

 

 

http://poemllst.com/?mode=poem&id=364691

 

(Author: Leonard Dabydeen: Searching For You, A Collection of Tetractys and Fibonacci Poems, Xlibris Publications, 2015)

 

 

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/john-dear/an-eye-for-an-eye-makes-t_b_8647348.html

 

 

 

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THE SOCIETY OF CLASSICAL POETS

September 26, 2017

A BIRTHDAY PRESENTATION FOR WILLIAM F.E. MORLEY

http://classicalpoets.org/book-review-groans-from-old-bones-by-william-f-e-morley-1920/

 

JUST OLD BONES

September 9, 2017

Just Old Bones

By Leonard Dabydeen -July 14 2016

[For William F.E. Morley – 1920 – present]

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Author: GROANS FROM OLD BONES (2016)

A notch short of Byron

so amusing

entertaining to the core:

mind, body, and soul

walking you through archives and enclaves

jotting a memory here, there, everywhere

his amusement lingers

like perfume fragrances

in the botany of life

you desire to sit with him

watch him prancing

laugh a little from the heart

like Richardson’s Tecumseh

watch him bow a little

craving thoughts how to rhyme

uncaring about fetter of time

hear a little groan

a sombre tone

a witty smile

age matters for a while

ecstatic his life be known

deep in his old bone.

 

 

BOOK: GROANS FROM OLD BONES by William F.E. Morley

September 9, 2017

*Click to read this book

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Author: William F.E. Morley