Friday, August 20, 2010

A New Kind of Relationship










A New Kind of Relationship

by: Radicalroy   
Sept. 5'09 Tajikistan

Poems are all about life, but about 
things as they are perceived. The language of the heart meant to carry meaning across the nature of facts to the wonderful world of tropes where reality waits for sanction and mandate to emerge brand new. Poem’s meaning harmonizes with the poets’ understanding and interpretation of his social and linguistic ecologies, the search engines by which he determines the new spin on an old world. The creation of poem is closely to insight that sometimes an intense innocence may result in a masterpiece, without resource to linguistic regulations. But that is just the exception; in the normal course, full expression necessitates a good awareness of the ways and means of configuration. 
 
Because the conquering mover is our imagination, influences the world of the future poem. Imagination creates the scale of excellence by which the poems properties are measured, and ensures that the poet’s perception is strongly established in the context of rhyme and meter, or meter and metaphor. Without imagination, the figure of speech will not join together for a pleasing expression, whatever the subject maybe-politics, love, war, or faithfulness. 

It works closely with memory-in fact it is sometimes confused with memory to-authenticate an allusion or an apostrophe. The remembered face, the haunting incident of love-they flourish because memory enshrines them in new bowers, in new garden patches. They achieve luminosity only art can give, and meaning only the heart can fashion. To imagine is to know the origin of an idea or a feeling at the moment when it is still hazy in the mind but, for the poets, it is already on the way to fulfillment. It is history on the move, with all its frailties and strength open to frustration. 
The mother of literature is memory, and imagination is it front line. Between the perception of things and the naming of things lie in the gulf of creativity which the imagination must rid of illusion and falsity. With technical skills, the poets determines the composition and style of utterances; with artisanal skill, they shape them into perfection through patience and correctness. 

The art resides in the suggestion that only the language is capable of, a hinting at the edges of truthfulness without sacrificing the factors of delectation. I see a rose, my mind searches for way to build a poem around it, the rose ceases to be a rose in the workshop of my imagination, the tropes and imagery construct the scaffolding for the monument to the rose which is no longer a rose but what a rose should be-is this not the syllabus, the format of the poem form the beginning to completion? The poem of history and the poem of memory merge in a new kind of relationship.


Ramadan


Happy Ramadan to all my Muslim Friends and Students.




                            Ramadan

                                  By: Roy M. Mao (September 15’09-Tajikistan)







Ramadan has come,                       
unified fasting around,
deprive ourselves from such,
‘cause God’ spirit is at hand.






Fasting cause us to sacrifice,
as our soul satisfies;
let our body complies
for our soul communes on high.

Ramadan fortifies us,      
as Qur’an  enlightens us,
where our carnal soul
submits to the right track.


It’s time to be cleaned
from all wrong doings;
let your speech be made known
to the soul immortal one.



Rejuvenating soul has come,
our spirit soars goes on and on.
When slavery of sin is gone,
God’s love made us the beloved ones.


To all of you, THANK YOU FOR THE FRIENDSHIP!







Never Ending Chances

Never Ending Chances

By: Radicalroy / Oct. 16’09 Tajikistan

What do you say when the zillion person asks what your plans are for your future? Maybe you have a specific goal in life, so plans naturally line up with that goal; you want to be a doctor, so you know you’ll be going to medical school. Perhaps you’re not sure exactly what you want to do, but you have several ideas in mind, possibly social work or teaching; either one will require a college degree, so you decide to take some basic courses at first until you can refine your goals. If you’re joining the family business, well, your path is pretty obvious to everyone.

Or maybe you are like my friend. He developed an elaborate plan for his life, starting with four years of college and then proceeded to law school, spending each summer on the mission field. Then he’d marry and wait two years before having children. My friend has overhauled his plan three times since high school, and he’s now taking course at a university while he figures out what to do with his life.

Making plans for the future is tricky business, that’s for sure. You can’t predict the future, but you can’t ignore it either. And then there’s the not-so-small matter of God’s will (InshaAllah) to consider. So where do you start? That depends on whether you want to let your parents lead or you want to go your own way, hiding your fingers behind your back. If you let your parents lead, all you have to do is to follow. If you go your own way, you have to hope and hope that your parents will bless your plans and bail you out when things go wrong.

When you allow God to set your course, you lay your future before God and let God orders your steps. Your willingness to follow God’s delight so much will give you every opportunity to reach your goal. God will open doors for you that no one could open-and God will close those doors that you should not walk through. God will give you chances for your future that you can’t even imagine today.

Meanwhile, what answer can you give your questioner that makes sense in the current economic climate and the future job market and all that? Tell the truth: Your God is helping you plan your future-and no one knows the future like God does.