Showing posts with label Pablo Neruda. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pablo Neruda. Show all posts

Friday, 18 March 2016

BARDS WITHOUT BORDERS KEEPS ON GOING

Shakespeare 400 years updates

After gig at Arcola Theatre on January 30,  Bards Without Borders appeared at the Poetry Cafe on Monday February 1 ...then at the Senate House - Thursday 10th March 2016. In between some of the BWB  performed at the Refugee Awareness moments - all in February.  And the women International evening in Gants Hill organised by Exile Writers Ink through Shamim Azad. 

Friday, 17 August 2012

My Recent Poem

I WAS TALKING TO A SNAIL...

I was talking to a snail
Yes you may smile!
I saw a snail walking ( or should I say ) gliding
Near the rail
Not far from the major road
I felt sad
I said
Look dear fellow (assuming it was my sorrow)
Not concerned snail kept strolling and sliding

Monday, 13 August 2007

TEARS FOR DARFUR...

London, Thursday, 21st, June 2007.
The hall is quiet.
The only sound is music. Music is food. Except?
Apart from the ongoing music we are being confronted with gloomy slides. Wailing women. Dead children. Dead camels and cows. Burnt houses. Withered men. Displacement. Corpses. Non-fictitious horror.
The morbid and inhuman face of Darfur.
You can hear him playing different instruments, saying nothing; the photographs speak loud and clear. This is the work of Ahmed Rahman a gifted musician from Sudan. See him in action, above, photo taken by Anne Marie Biscombe.Rahman was part of a whole array of writers and artists invited to perform at the Human Rights Centre in East London on this special Thursday in June put together by Jennifer Langer of Exiled Writers Ink! An organisation of refugee and immigrant writers. Her own family was expunged by the Nazis during the Second World War.