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 The aroma of her paradoxical verses is like the scent lingering the bread baking backyard kitchens. The lyrical sting smells of half cigars stubbed for yet another smoking joint to come. Devika Brendon masters the art of paradox ,   her poetry is the string of puffed smoke coiling  off an intact cigarette stick to mingle  with oxygen and dissolve  into earthly wind  but sometimes  the smoke dies into squashed ash and is trembled upon  by the same smoker  after enjoying ,the aroma, the puff and the dance of smoke into the universe. Devika is a keen seer of life and the living, a brilliant chronicler, a thorough philosopher and a word economist, she tells medulla riveting stories through bold poetry lines. Paradox is the natural ingredient, while verbal economics concocted with reason and lyrical dexterity qualifies her poetry for a literary balanced diet. Paradox is the carbohydrate, metaphor is the protein, imagery is the Vitamin B12, Potassium is reason and verbal dexterity becomes Calcium. Readers are safe.   Devika Brendon is an accomplished editor, literary arts project expert, renowned writer and a brilliant page poet. TIME OF THE REPUBLIC  is rooted  onto diversity of ideas, real poetry, revolutionary artistry and literary consciousness.  I implore our readers to take time grazing real poetry on the piece, ELECTION FEVER. Aluta Continua- (Blurb by Mbizo CHIRASHA)

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Touchstone

 

Each moment is all I can bear or inhabit:

confined in its contained space

I can float between all the extremes

that exhaust me so

Out of time’s strict specifications

One each instant, and the limits pressing in

A small distance away from you

A stone’s throw

 

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It Is What It Is

 

It’s the same way you know right away when the milk turns sour:

Something that you thought was wholesome

curdles and transforms

Like a directional vector, changing in mid air;

A spear hurled like a military drone.

And it’s the way it is, and it is the end of it.

It’s like an Emperor unfitted for his own throne

What started sweet, and shy and hopeful

Like a child fresh anointed from its bath

Is now tainted: cannot even be freshly painted

The hope at the heart of it has gone.

 

 

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Thunderdome

 

There is a silver fountain, tiled with mercury

And a roof with skylights letting in the heavens, above me

Opening up access to the Omniscience

That is the all-seeing eye that can

make sense of all this

 

What chaos and confusion this era has been!

The wires stretched to their tripping point

The slow slippage of the terra non firma

Back to the null, and to the void

 

It’s a good place to be, at the end of the year

So much – so intense at the time – now seems a blur

A scrabble of factoids, biopics and slide across or up

or down to access a montage of screen shots

Dissolving – as they should – as the surfaces alter

Draining out, renewing, and running clean at last

Exorcising the residues of the past

 

 

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Election Fever

 

All the rubbish left in the streets

Election flyers, ads for past events

The surplus food that the kids can’t eat

Gets thrown everywhere but in the bins

Colombo at times reminds us of Hamelin

No wonder there are rats, and crows

Competing with the scavenging dogs

Fighting for their diseased survival

Amidst the uneven cracked pavements

And plunging gutters of the raddled City

The toothy smiles of the candidates for election,

gleam like a tinkling dream

The brands they are sponsored by,

Their little covens and cabals

All kept loyal by the promise of

Infinitely delayed satisfaction

The silent, ragged internal scream

We could identify with them,

Justifying our place on Mazlow’s Hierarchy

If not The Great Chain Of Being:

We could identify out of sympathy

Or to justify the habits we have formed

The fly-ridden places we frequent

Straight out of hell: The speakeasies, the stalls and joints

The sex with its lack of consent

Asked or given

The degradation of the show and tell

 

 

DEVIKA BRENDON

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Devika Brendon is a writer, teacher, editor and reviewer. She is Consultant Editor of FemAsia Magazine, and Editor of New Ceylon Writing. Her poetry and short fiction have been published in anthologies and literary journals in Australia, India, Sri Lanka and Italy, including MargAsia and Quadrant Magazine. She is also a columnist, whose opinion pieces and social commentary appear in Ceylon Today and The Sunday Island. Devika was awarded The Henry Lawson Memorial Prize for Poetry in 1989. 

 

 

 

 

 

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MEET TIME OF THE POET REPUBLIC  CURATOR

Mbizo CHIRASHA,  UNESCO-RILA  Affiliate Artist. Freedom of Speech Fellow to PEN- Zentrum  Deutschland,Germany. Alumni  of the International Human Rights  Arts Festival in New-York, USA. Literary Arts Activism Diplomatie. Globally Certified Arts Mediums Curator and Influencer. Internationally Published Page and Spoken Word Poet. Writer in Residence.  Arts for Human Rights Catalyst. Core Team Member of the Bezine Arts and Humanities Project. His illustrious poetry, hybrid writings, political commentary, short fiction, book reviews  and Arts Features are published in more  than 400 spaces notably the Monk  Arts and Soul in  Magazine  in United Kingdom. Atunis Poetry.com in Belgium. Demer press poetry series in Netherlands. World Poetry Almanac in Mongolia. Poesia journal in Slovenia. Bezine Arts and Humanities Webzine in USA. The Poet a Day in Brooklyn, USA. Litnet Writers Journal in South Africa. African Crayons in Nigeria. Poetry Bulawayo in Zimbabwe. Pulp-pit USA. The FictionalCafe international Journal, Texas USA. Best New African Poetry series in Zimbabwe, Zimbolicious Poetry Collections in Zimbabwe. Co-edited Street Voices International Publications with Andreas Weiland  in Germany. Co-Edited  Silent Voices Anthology, a Tribute to Chinua Achebe. Co-Edited the Corpses of Unity, solidarity collection to victimized Cameroonians with Nsah Mala. Curated and Edited the Zimbabwe We Want Poetry, Inside Digraceland speaking poetic truth to the Mugabe regime and other bad regimes.  He owns the Time of  the Poet blog zine, MIOMBOPUBLISHING that published the #GlobalCallforPeaceProject titled the Second of EARTH is Peace. A LETTER to the PRESIDENT his experimental  resistance poetry collection was released  in August 2019 by Mwanaka and Media Publishing. Co- Authored Whispering Woes of Ganges and Zambezi with Sweta Vikram in India. Good Morning President his first poetry collection was published in 2011  by Zimbabwean published based in United Kingdom, Diaspora Publishers.COVID 19 Satansdeadly fart is forthcoming. Chirasha is  Founder  and the Chief Editor of Brave Voices Poetry Journal, https://bravevoicespress.home.blog/ and WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS,https://womawordsliterarypress.home.blog/

MORE INFORMATION visit, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mbizo_Chirasha

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TIME  OF THE  POET REPUBLIC- An Internet based  Writers  Center,  Archiving Theme based Digital Poetry Anthologies and  publishing Iconic Poets ,Writers and Artists from around the globe. TIME OF POET REPUBLIC was  founded  by  UNESCO-RILA Affliate ARTIST. Freedom of SPEECH Fellow PEN-Zentrum Deutschland.2019 African FELLOW ihraf.org and  Acclaimed Literary Arts Diplomatie,Mbizo CHIRASHA

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