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World Poetry Day

What is Home?

Celebrating poetry around the world, our focus this year is on refugees, immigrants or poetry by migrants… In a way, we are all migrants on this Earth and yet immigration for both climate and war has created dissatisfaction in the hearts of many. Can mankind unify under the single blue dome which covers all our home?


“The Journey” by Alwy Fadhel, an asylum seeker to Australia. The piece is included in the Exile collection of the Refugee Art Project. Art from Public Domain.

We start by welcoming migrants from Jupiter but how do we react to human migrants within Earth… ?

All the Way from Jupiter

By Rhys Hughes

All the way
from Jupiter came the refugees,
their heads
made of hydrogen,
and helium, their knees.
No one cried:
depravity!
for we were pleased
to help them
relocate to Earth: we offered
them homes
inside plastic domes
uncrowded but
full of swirling clouds
blown by the music of
fierce trombones
to mimic the crushing gravity.

All the way
from one of our homegrown
war zones
came refugees on their knees
and we said:
no, no, no, and no again!
Go back home right now,
be killed,
assaulted,
it’s all your own fault
for being born here on Earth.
The newcomers
from Jupiter are tubular
like cucumbers,
but men, women and children
like yourselves
aren’t welcome.

And what do refugees from war-torn zones on Earth have to add?These are poems by those who had to escape to safety or move homes for the sake of conflict.

I am Ukraine brought to us by Lesya Bakun, while she was on the run from her home to a place of refuge outside her homeland. Click here to read.

Immigrant’s dream brought to us by Ahmad Al-Khatat, who migrated from Iraq to the West to find sustenance. Click here to read.

In some cases, the wounds lingered and the progeny of those who escaped earlier conflicts give voice to past injuries as well as some immigrants who wandered to find a better life share their experiences.

In 1947, Masha Hassan writes of her grandmother’s plight during the Partition of the Indian Subcontinent. Click here to read.

Bringing along their homeland by Abdul Jamil Urfi talks of immigrants from Lahore in Delhi in the 1960s. Click here to read.

Stories Left Unspoken: Auschwitz & Partition Survivors by Cinna give us stories of people who moved for wars and politics. Click here to read.

A Hunger for Stories by Quazi Johirul Islam, translated from Bengali by Professor Fakrul Alam, gives a migrant’s saga. Click here to read.

Reminiscence by Mitra Samal reflects on an immigrant’s longing for her home. Click here to read.

Finding the Self in Rooted Routes by Isha Sharma explores at an individual level the impact of immigration. Click here to red.

Birth of an Ally reflects Tamoha Siddiqui’s wonder with new flavours she experiences away from her original homeland. Click here to read.

Two Languages by Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozabal explores linguistic diversity in immigrants. Click here to read.

These could be listed as turns of history that made people relocate.

Red Shirt Hung from a Pine Tree by Ryan Quinn Flanagan takes two issues into account — violence against humanity and colonial displacement of indigenous people — is that migration? Click here to read.

Products of War by Mini Babu talks of the displacement of humanity for war. Click here to read.

This Island of Mine by Rhys Hughes reflects on climate disaster. Click here to read.

Some empathise with those who had to move and write of the trauma faced by refugees.

Migrant Poems by Malachi Edwin Vethamani reflect on migrants and how accepted they feel. Click here to read.

Birds in Flight by A Jessie Michael empathises with the plight of refugees. Click here to read.

The Ceramicist by Jee Leong Koh records the story of a migrant. Click here to read.

And some wonder about the spiritual quest for a homeland… Is it a universal need to be associated with a homeland or can we find a home anywhere on Earth? If we stretch the definition of homeland to all the planet, do we remain refugees or migrants?

Anywhere Particular by Wendy Jean MacLean reflects on the universality of homes — perhaps to an extent on nomadism. Click here to read.

Where is Home? by Shivani Shrivastav meditates on the concept of home. Click here to read.

Sparrows, a poem translated from Korean by the poet — Ihlwha Choi — questions the borders drawn by human laws. Click here to read.

 Journey of Hope  by Tagore has been translated from Bengali by Mitali Chakravarty. It explores the spiritual quest for a home. Click here to read the poem in English and listen to Tagore’s voice recite his poem in Bengali. 

Some look forward to a future — perhaps in another galaxy — post apocalypse.

In Another Galaxy by Masud Khan translated from Bengali by Fakrul Alam wonders at the future of mankind. Click here to read.

And yet others believe in the future of humankind.

We are all Human by Akabar Barakzai, translated from Balochi by Fazal Baloch, is a paean to humanity. Click here to read.

We are all Human 

By Akbar Barakzai...

Russia, China and India,
Arabs and the New World*,
Africa and Europe,
The land of the Baloch and Kurds --
Indeed, the whole world is ours.
We are all human.
We are all human...

Click here to read the full poem.

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Borderless, February 2024

Art by Sohana Manzoor

Editorial

Finding Godot?… Click here to read.

Conversations

Ratnottama Sengupta talks to Ruchira Gupta, activist for global fight against human trafficking, about her work and introduces her novel, I Kick and I Fly. Click here to read.

A conversation with Ratna Magotra, a doctor who took cardiac care to the underprivileged and an introduction to her autobiography, Whispers of the Heart: Not Just a Surgeon. Click here to read.

Translations

Two poems by Nazrul have been translated from Bengali by Niaz Zaman. Click here to read.

Masud Khan’s poetry has been translated by Fakrul Alam. Click here to read.

The White Lady by Atta Shad has been translated from Balochi by Fazal Baloch. Click here to read.

Sparrows by Ihlwha Choi has been translated from Korean by the poet himself. Click here to read.

Tagore’s Dhoola Mandir or Temple of Dust has been translated from Bengali by Mitali Chakravarty. Click here to read.

Pandies Corner

Songs of Freedom: What are the Options? is an autobiographical narrative by Jyoti Kaur, translated from Hindustani by Lourdes M Supriya. These narrations highlight the ongoing struggle against debilitating rigid boundaries drawn by societal norms, with the support from organisations like Shaktishalini and pandies’. Click here to read.

Poetry

Click on the names to read the poems

Rhys Hughes, Maithreyi Karnoor, Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal, Sivakami Velliangiri, Wendy Jean MacLean, Pramod Rastogi, Stuart McFarlean, Afrida Lubaba Khan, George Freek, Saranyan BV, Ryan Quinn Flanagan, Sanjay C Kuttan, Peter Magliocco, Sushant Thapa, Michael R Burch

Poets, Poetry & Rhys Hughes

In City Life: Samples, Rhys Hughes takes on the voice of cities. Click here to read.

Musings/Slices from Life

Ratnottama Sengupta Reminisces on Filmmaker Mrinal Sen

Ratnottama Sengupta travels back to her childhood wonderland where she witnessed what we regard as Indian film history being created. Click here to read.

Suga Didi

Snigdha Agrawal gives us a slice of nostalgia. Click here to read.

Healing Intellectual Disabilities

Meenakshi Pawha browses on a book that deals with lived experiences of dealing with intellectual disabilities. Click here to read.

Musings of a Copywriter

In Hobbies of Choice, Devraj Singh Kalsi explores a variety of extra curriculums. Click here to read.

Notes from Japan

In Becoming a Swiftie in my Fifties, Suzanne Kamata takes us to a Taylor Swift concert in Tokyo. Click here to read.

Essays

Walking about London Town

Sohana Manzoor takes us around the historic town. Click here to read.

How Do You Live?

Aditi Yadav explores the universal appeal of the translation of a 1937 Japanese novel that recently came to limelight as it’s rendition on the screen won the Golden Globe Best Animated Feature Film award (2024). Click here to read.

The Magic Dragon: Cycling for Peace

Keith Lyons writes of a man who cycled for peace in a conflict ridden world. Click here to read.

Stories

A Night at the Circus

Paul Mirabile tells a strange tale set in Montana. Click here to read.

Echoes in the Digital Expanse

Apurba Biswas explores a futuristic scenario. Click here to read.

Two Countries

Ravi Shankar gives a story about immigrants. Click here to read.

Chadar

Ravi Prakash writes about life in an Indo-Nepal border village. Click here to read.

Just Another Day

Neeman Sobhan gives a story exploring the impact of the politics of national language on common people. Click here to read.

Book Excerpts

An excerpt from Nabendu Ghosh’s Journey of a Lonesome Boat( Eka Naukar Jatri), translated from Bengali by Ratnottama Sengupta. Click here to read.

An excerpt from Upamanyu Chatterjee’s Lorenzo Searches for the Meaning of Life. Click here to read.

Book Reviews

Somdatta Mandal reviews The History Teacher of Lahore: A Novel by Tahira Naqvi. Click here to review.

Basudhara Roy reviews Srijato’s A House of Rain and Snow, translated from Bengali by Maharghya Chakraborty. Click here to read.

Bhaskar Parichha reviews Toby Walsh’s Faking It : Artificial Intelligence In a Human World. Click here to read.

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Poetry

Poetry by Wendy Jean MacLean

Wendy Jean MacLean
ANYWHERE PARTICULAR

“We are all indigenous to some place.” Randy Woodley


Like buttercups and daisies

my roots sprawl and spread

but don’t belong

anywhere particular.

I have tried being part of a garden

but scorn and scolding have discouraged me

from flaunting my yellow bit

of the day’s praise.

Nobody plants me.

I find my tribe in blue-weed and chicory

and the weeds

that turn the roadside

into a sanctuary.

My roots are seasonal

and ephemeral.

Like all time.

Like all space.

They belong everywhere

and nowhere.



ORION FOUND MY NAME

Orion found my name on a genealogy site

and wrote to let me know

that our grandfathers were siblings.

I've seen him shining a million times

and never knew

we were so closely related.

Just a few generations separate us,

that, and a few billion years

of distance, across the universe.



We look for family traits.

Astonishing similarities

confirm our connection.

I ask him about the arthritis in my shoulders--

the same as my mom's and my brother's.

"Congenital," he says, "We all have it.

Being part of a spiral galaxy takes its toll

on a body, but just look

at how we shine."



 Wendy Jean MacLean is an award-winning poet with three books, several collaborations with Canadian composers. Published in Presence, Streetlight, Crosswinds, Gathering, Green Spirit, she is a spiritual director and minister.

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PLEASE NOTE: ARTICLES CAN ONLY BE REPRODUCED IN OTHER SITES WITH DUE ACKNOWLEDGEMENT TO BORDERLESS JOURNAL

Click here to access the Borderless anthology, Monalisa No Longer Smiles

Click here to access Monalisa No Longer Smiles on Amazon International