| April 2004 | Café Society's Poetry News Update |
| April 2004 | Café Society's Poetry News Update |
 Munayem Mayenin
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unayem Mayenin, was born, brought up and educated in Bangladesh. He came to England in 1990. He studied Bangla and World Literature including the great classical and modern European Literature and poetry before coming to England. He started his writing career in Bangla and eventually it was effectively replaced by English. He has been writing in English for the last 14 years. Mayenin's first collection of English poems, Command the Moon, was published in London in 1993. For the last decade Mayenin has spent writing the following pieces of works:
...along with other creative writings including short and micro stories, novels, poetry, Children's and screen plays. Some of his philosophical works have been published on the Philosophy Pathways journal of the International Society for Philosophers. Mayenin was one of the editors of Slivers: An Anthology of South Asian Poetry in Britain and one of the poet published in the Anthology. Mayenin has worked mainly in education and informal educational field in the civil service. Although now writing on a full time basis. Currently he is on the process of publication of his following poetic works:
He is married, the father of two young children and lives and writes in London. Mayenin says he loves and lives poetry and poetry is nothing but the voice of his soul.
He believes that he is a citizen of the mother universe and his works call humanity to a universal humanion of humankind in the cosmosian theatre of life in this beautiful infinite universe. |
| Poetry L & T: | How and why did you first start writing poetry, Munayem?
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| Munayem: |
It was so long ago, it seems, almost once upon a time, yet I feel it was only the other day when I could hold the sun on my finger tips and not get burnt. When did I start writing poetry! When I fell in love with life itself, when I was at college, about 16! I never wrote anything before that other than school works! Poetry is born of love, which has millions of forms, however, I am speaking of the love that makes you wonder and venture into a world that is not there yet as or more real as the real one! I think my poetry gets life because I always love life and always wanted to live it to the full, which means a lot of joys as well as lot of blues, I am afraid. Well, you can't swim without getting wet, can you?
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| Poetry L & T: | Who are your favourite poets?
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| Munayem: | I always loved and still do, reading poetry as much as possible and in this quest I have fallen in love with so many poets and their wonderful works! I even acquired the only two poems ever written by Karl Marx to his lover and wife Jenny (trust me they were very romantic!). Naming my favourite poets is really difficult as I try to read everyone and everyone has something that I adore. Yet, to be cruelly blunt, Shakespeare is a must, T. S. Eliot, Whitman, Yeates, Neruda, Keats, Wordsworth, and Coleridge and gosh I'd better stop here! |
| Poetry L & T: | Do you still write poems about life in Bangladesh sometimes? |
| Munayem: | Well, I have been away from Bangladesh almost a life time and literally made England my home and mentally too, since I write in English. Whatever, a poet writes must someway come from experiences that shape his or her personality as well as the outlook and world views. Thus experiences of Bangladesh are relevant yet I do not write as though I am a Bangladeshi writer! I write as though I am writer of this tiny planet that forms a microscopic dot in the greater map of things in the infinite universe. I do not want to repeat myself and would very much like to write about things that are much more than memories. Having said that, one’s life is embedded in memories as past is nothing but the memories. It does shadow or linger on a poet’s psyche. I am, like any one else, profoundly affected by my childhood memories and still my mother’s memories affect me and impact me on my poetic works. I couldn’t see my mother at her death bed! In fact I was only able to go and visit her grave after 13 years of her death |
| Poetry L & T: | I love the visionary feel of your poem "The Son of Eternity", and the elegant phrasing of the lines... how did the idea for this poem first come to you? |
| Munayem: | This is a tough one! Well, a poet is an individual human being and hence he has a personality that gets developed and shaped by his quest and searches for, may be poetic quest. Being philosophical did not help! As a lot of my readers would recognise my philosophical works The Son of Eternity was part of the way I was able to develop the philosophical theories in Dehumanisation of Humanity. I was living in a tiny little flat in East London that time. I was still searching answers to a lot of questions that had not been answered satisfactorily in my mind by any philosophers and yet I could not just fully get that picture of my vision. Being at that flat had given me the time and space to devote more time and thoughts into that! The flat was by railway line by a beautiful park and I would go for walks and think. At that time in that flat and that park rained with the train’s dreamy rhythmic sounds suddenly enabled me to see everything was falling in place! I almost cried out like Archimedes: Eureka! There Dehumanisation of Humanity was born in Hackney! I wrote “Poetics” a monologue and poetic discourse putting the ideas of the whole of the philosophical works of Dehumanisation of Humanity. I then went onto begin writing Dehumanisation of Humanity! In between writing these I would write small pieces of poetry and there it came: The Son of Eternity! I felt I had found the eternal spring! I have beaten my “enforced fate” of wasting my life for a “living”, meaning earning “money” and instead learnt how to beat the trap of money and begin to earn a meaning of life while living the life not “losing” it in earning a living! I was so happy! I listened to lot of Bach, Beethoven and Mozart at that time. |
| Poetry L & T: | Your poem "For How Long Can You" has a fanciful, almost playful, romantic mood. Was it written for a special person, or as a poetic fiction? |
| Munayem: | Well, you are right. It is exactly how you describe it. One cannot help but feel, touch and smell the poem. Yes, it was written for a very very special person who was and is real. She is my wife (not then of course). If one believes her, she says she first fell in love with me after she had read this poem! |
| Poetry L & T: | How has the internet helped you, as a poet? |
| Munayem: |
Internet! Well, before I answer your question, I would like to say this to support what I am going to say. Rivers are good, life bearing and life supporting and they bring in their life bearing, life supporting magic to the lands they flow by through flood! Floods destroy as well! Internet is like that! It is astonishing and a real achievement of humankind in terms of freeing the claws of publishers’ grips on creativity and actually really democratise the reading public and made censorships and things like that a thing of the past! Learning and reading has been made a really enjoyable experience! The whole creative world and more are in your finger tips! Yet like the rivers it has got absolute filth that is nothing but waste of all types of resources. It depends on the users and what they want out of it. About how internet helped me as a poet? Yes, I think it has done so enormously. Anyone writing have the ability to put their work in the public domain without having to destroy and crush themselves and their confidence and so on! But at the same time this brings in a lot of stuff that are far from being poetry at all. I personally support anyone who wants to write and use the internet, even if they have a tiny readership. It is not harming anybody at all and it is better than a lot of other things. Moreover, I would like to see that internet is getting the publishers acknowledge that they do not have the monopoly of making or breaking talents! Still now publishers’ language are rude, arrogant and absolutely contemptuous to new writers! Go and study their submissions guidelines! A lot of rubbish could be seen! Internet has revolutionised publishing industry, yet it is early days! However, this must be said that so long there is money and money based system of econo-politics runs the world everything under the sun and in and on the infinite universe is nothing but commodities and like it or loath it we poets are like everything else commodities or producers of commodities! I want to write yet I have to spend most of my time not writing but promoting my works! What a waste of my time and resources! But one has got to do it if they want to write!
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| Poetry L & T: | If an inexperienced poet asked you for the secret of your success in being published, what advice might you give? |
| Munayem: | Know what you are writing and what your worth is! If you think and wholeheartedly believe that you are damn good, then you are damn good and do not let anybody no matter who to tell you that you need to stop writing. You are a poet or writer only if you know who and what you are! If you don’t I am afraid writing is not for you. I don’t think anyone could become a poet or an author by attending creative poetry writing course or by reading a how to book or two! But this is I am talking! I am not after money! If I was I would have written how to publish a best seller like, may be, f Bianka the Seductive Princess Goddess or something like that so that I become a millionaire. Take my word for it: writing poetry is the last route for one to follow in order to become a millionaire! The other things I think I would say is this: read more, and more and more! The whole world is full of thousands of literatures and poetry! Read, read and read! I do not mean how to write poetry or whatever! |
| Poetry L & T: |
Is there anything in modern poetry, or poetry online, which annoys you?
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| Munayem: |
I get really annoyed by some idiotic accusations from some people who think saying that makes them sound cool and fashionable! I am talking about people who say: “Oh! I don’t understand modern or contemporary poetry!” Moreover, these people make it sound like it is the poetry’s fault! If you don’t like pasta go and eat chicken sandwich or kebabs! Why complain! If you don’t understand it try and find out what you lack or may be poetry is not for you, period! Don’t expect poets to apologise for writing damn good poetry! People did accuse modern poets of a lot of things but how many of contemporary poets are able to produce better poetry than those from those very accused poets! Well, you could see how annoyed I get about this! Poetry online is good! It is very good I would say! Because poetry has beaten the publisher dominance and hence a lot more poets are taken to a lot more readers and poetry is getting benefited from it as the readerships of poetry is increasing! One thing annoys me though, which is this that there are some nasty people on the net who think just because they choose a name like babe89yakst@lunatics.com makes them invincible and they can say anything about authors or their works. I heard a lot of fellow poets getting abusive personal comments that had nothing to do with their writing. Other thing annoys me is why are people using absolutely silly names to publish their works! Do they think they are some sort of terrorists that if they use their real names or a real like pen names the authorities are going to detain them or something! Most importantly, I get mad reading about these publishers saying what sort of poetry they want to publish, what sort of poetry they did not want to publish as if it is fish and chips. They are standing at the chippies and saying: Could I have chips with salt and vinegar and a little mayonnaise etc etc! What do these people think poetry is! These are the people who complained about Stalin’s Balshevik Annual Report on Soviet Poetry! What is there to report by a dictator about poetry! Is it charcoal or fish cakes! Yet these people are talking as though they own the universe and want to shape it and colour it the way they want to! Go to hell! If I fall in love I would bloody write the way I want! If I don’t like Hitler than I would say however way I want to say it! I am not going to take instruction from anybody! I like Mahmoud Darwish not because he writes like Shakespeare but because he writes like no other! I like Sylvia Plath not because she wrote like Shelley but because no one could ever write like her! I would not like Nathalie Handal at all if she begins to write like Sharon Olds or Eva Salzman or Dima Hilal! I like her work because I do not think anyone could write like her! I just couldn’t understand why on earth these people want all these thousands of authors and poets to write like they are one! If they want this so much why don’t they just invest on developing a computer programme software to write for them so that they don’t have to worry about anything.
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| Poetry L & T: | Your first collection of poetry, Command the Moon, was published in 1993... do you have any new collections in the pipeline? |
| Munayem: |
Well, I have a lot in the pipeline, for the fact that I did not publish for a long time, yet I continued writing: hence you would see some collections coming out soon that are my works over the last few years as well as writings that I am doing at this moment:PoeticsAnd lot of other Children’s works...
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| Poetry L & T: | Are there any subjects which you find difficult, emotionally, to write about? |
| Munayem: | There are subjects I find difficult to write about: these are to do with horrific experiences of people, particularly children about which I learnt because of my professional work! Although I was not involved in those stories it is impossible for a human being not to be affected by them. It drove me crazy! I left that job because I did not want to be bombarded with cases of children being abused, neglected and God knows what not nine o clock in the morning. I came across a lot of abuse stories that still make me chill or feel nausea! I have not at all written anything about these experiences yet! May be, someday I will be able to bring those to life! |
| Poetry L & T: | Do you ever go to certain retreats, or places, which are particularly peaceful and inspiring for writing poetry? |
| Munayem: | I am sure this would be wonderful if poets could afford to do that! But I don't thinkwriting poetry could provide poets with the luxury of being able to afford it! I believe we are part of nature and when we are cut out of it we gradually die! Hence going to retreats or natural places would act positively. |
| Poetry L & T: | Finally, Munayem, what are your main ambitions for the future? |
| Munayem: |
Raising my children and support them to become good human beings Getting all my poetic works published Getting all my philosophical works and works on Psychology published Get my novels, Microstories and screenplays out Getting all my children's works published Write timeless pieces of poetry and literature Be able to see peace and humanity prevail in Jerusalem To see humanity abandoning hatred and lunacy and begin to love, respect, tolerate and care for each other! Leave a legacy to humankind to wonder and question the lunacy we are forced to live with. I am afraid these are rather big and utopian ambitions but you see I am after earning a meaning of life and these are the very things that might just be enough to earn a meaning with which would help me die in peace: feeling I tried my best and did not waste all my life earning a living (money that is!) but in fact spent my life for something bigger, better and greater for my kind: the humanion. |
| Poetry L & T: | Thank you for the interview, Munayem. |
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| Dear Poets, Welcome to the April 2004 issue of Poetry Life & Times (For those of you reading this on a mirror site and not poetrylifeandtimes.com, click here).
This month's interview features Munayem Mayenin, a full-time writer and poet, who was born in Bangladesh and now lives in England.
Featured Poets this month include Maria McCarthy, Len Bourret, Dennis Cisel, Sharon Kozden, Richard Vallance and Jan Sand.
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In the Vallance Review for April 2004, Richard's Review No. 32 is "Part 1: Alan Seeger, a Modern "Renaissance" Poet?" ...This is the first of a two-part Vallance Review on Alan Seeger's sonnets. Part two will be in the May 2004 issue.
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Richard Vallance reviews sonnets, both classic and modern.
Featured Poets this month include Maria McCarthy, Len Bourret, Dennis Cisel, Sharon Kozden, Richard Vallance and Jan Sand. Many thanks to all contributors.
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MARIA MCCARTHY
Maria McCarthy was born in Boston, MA in 1976. And in addition to being published in The Boston Herald and Skyline Literary Magazine, she has completed various editing projects, editing the introduction to Out of the Blue Writers Unite, most recently. Currently, she lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts and is working on a book of short stories as well as writing her memoir.
Forget your silverfish Swimming on your hologrammed sea That never floated scab-red boats To your downy-skinned shores Shores displaying signs marked with *Men, swim at your own risk* Sure it's a stretch A whole bunch of them But not a human shipwreck ladies Has been recorded Listing a former baby aboard Written in scars As the sole cause And love Loves imperfection TO: MY GOOD FORTUNE © Maria McCarthy
Ordered some Chinese food today It was hard Forcing it down You weren't here You know, But you're all over Got two cookies I opened your's first The stub read: "You have a curious smile and a mysterious nature." The smile, yes... But when I tried to picture you donning a Black cloak of secrecy With a little Dark eye-liner for good measure It gave me a curious smile. What's mine say... "Sing and rejoice, fortune is smiling on you." As I said, you're all over There's that smile again. WE AUTO'D INTO NIGHT, LOVE (INSOMNIA) © Maria McCarthy
I crashed up through the Twisted blanket of sleep Petulantly dawning over Its rippled landscape My body jerked from The impact of my soul And as always Your ghost was there Behind me I felt You And your long arms Their fragrant Shadowed pits Warmly cupping and Embracing the round tips Of my shoulders I felt your strong Benevolent biceps Wrapped tight Soothing the Surface of my Frightened chest And from back to front The steady, even weight of Your elbows As they pointed down their Forearms Wrists Hands, with tips bent inward Against The center of my being You kept me Strapped in tight Seatbelted To you My love Your warm breath Filling my ears Lips planting all that is safe To my temple I could feel the invisible hair of your chest Winking against my shoulder blades And your soft abdomen Marrying my spine And As we auto'd down together D O W N Into The Land of Nod I heard you cry *"You've popped my airbag"* INTENSE © Maria McCarthy
When I Wake in the morning I see this light It's always there Waiting Gently shining For me I peel down my Covers Stand on the bed And strip down to Nothing I'm beautiful When I shine Beneath its Warm intentions I look up to it And smile Dazzle it Taunt With a twist of My hips Or a chance To shine Against the Small of my back In return It smiles Dazzles Becomes more intent While I dance In its arms Slide into its fervid glow I can feel it Living For me As it burns me To death
 LEN BOURRET
As an adult, such buds of promise turn into colorful and fragrant flowers of recollection, radiantly blooming and reminding me that 'It's Springtime in New England'...
With such clear and vibrant images, I am increasingly becoming a writer of affective and cognitive romance. I am finding that we, as human beings see things differently, and as a matter of perspective...
I am a long-standing fan of June Allyson, and the fine aromatic wine
of Hollywood's golden era, a vintage which has become sweeter with
each passing year.
I am a graduate student, with a 4.0 cumulative point average, and
have completed numerous courses in education and social work
at Springfield College and Roberts Wesleyan College.
I have completed research studies, on the topics of depression and
effective anger management, using a cognitive-behavioral approach,
single-subject and single-group designs, as well as multi-dimensional
assessment (not limited to standardized measuring instruments).
'Beginnings' & 'Endings'...
masking the 'Ending', the 'Beginning' may be just in
sight...
I am 'somewhere-in-between', a wanderlust marching to a different drummer,
and enjoying my journey on the way up to the mountaintop.
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'BLUE' RHAPSODY © Len Bourret 2004 |
DENNIS CISEL
As well as writing poetry, Dennis Cisel has been a writer, editor, project manager working on manuals, newsletters, books, promotional materials and curricula for corporate clients.He worked with the Texas Dept. of Mental Health/Mental Retardation, for 10 years, as a Staff Development Specialist. He has also written, scheduled, planned and presented professional medical staff workshops. He has also worked on product design and project management in a facility for substance abuse.
Creative books published under his own name: Tiny Stories, 1990; Patting the Air, 1992; Glasscock County Poetry Society, 1996; To Fade Away With You, 2002.
Note from the Editor:
I discovered Dennis' work while reading various postings on alt.arts.poetry.comments... his poem The Window Spider made a big impression.
* From the e-book Spiders and Angels: 38 Many of my brother spiders have sneaked into a human's home only to be crushed or smeared or dried up in some corner from the hot and dry and hunger. I had the good fortune to find someone who wanted me. And when he found me crawling on his desk top, he explained he'd love to have me join him, but to please build my web over on the window sill away from his work, saying that way we could better be good neighbors, and he wouldn't bother me. And my web became so woven and complex and well maintained upon the window sill, and I grew large and quick and wise (not fat, but large) leaping upon strong young flies that took my web and I entwined for life. Not understanding the gender of things, my human called me Beatrice, and he would often speak to me (as I sat in the sun upon my web and he sat in his chair behind his desk) of readings from Thoreau, Mahatma Gandhi, and Aquinas. Many afternoons and evenings passed this way: His open meditations on confessions of Augustine as I spun my web around a fly or nat or other thing to eat someday. And when he died, his neighbors cleaned his things away and I was left alone, woven web of foods stuffed underneath me, sunshine shining from above, and echoes of the minds of men and meditations lingering inside me on the nature of mankind and spiderkind and all the broken friendships time has taken. THALIDOMIDE MAN © Dennis Cisel 2004
* From the e-book Spiders and Angels: 41 One time my mother apologized for having made me like I was. I was about five. I remember it because I had to climb up on the chair in the dining room to be able to reach my hand out to her, after I said that I knew that she loved me and she began to cry. I remember standing on the chair, beside the chair that she was in, and reaching out my tiny little arm to grab hold of one of the fingers of her hand. She had both of her hands over her face and eyes as she cried, and I got hold of one finger with my hand and said it again, "I know that you love me and wouldn't hurt me Mommy." And she stopped crying and opened her hands from her eyes and took my hands in hers and smiled and said that she was glad. Everybody else was always afraid of my little hands and arms. But she wasn't. She would hold my hands. But she's gone now. And I am grown and independent now. I have heard other men with other disabilities compare themselves to me and talk about how badly they wish they had only my small hands to adjust to. I've heard them talk about how they wish they could walk or see or have sex or have any kind of fingers, arms, or hands at all. I understand, and so I never tell them, but I wish I could find someone else to hold my hands, now that she is gone and I am grown. God, how I miss holding hands. WINTER © Dennis Cisel 2004
* From the e-book “Tiny Stories” Ellie was an old black woman. Her house had caught on fire, and, escaping, she tripped over a grandchild's toy in the hall. The fire caught her where she lay and covered her. It was too late for us to help her. She asked the doctor if she were dying. "Yes," he told her, "There's nothing I can do but help you be comfortable. Can I give you something for the pain?" "No," she said, "I do not hurt." She turned and looked up to the ceiling. She drew in a very long and slow breath and said to the ceiling as if none of us were there, "Jesus, all my life I have wanted to be with you, but I was always afraid of dying. I was afraid of the pain of coming to you. And here you are taking me without any pain at all. Jesus, thank you for taking me without my having to hurt."
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