The World Record 2012 Contents & Intro
The World Record 2012 Contents & Intro
The World Record 2012 Contents & Intro
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FOETRY PARhIASSUS
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AFGHANISTAN
Reza Mohammad,i 23 Rain
ALBANIA
Luljeta Lleshanaku 24 No Time
ALGERIA.
Soleiman Adel Guinar 25 Eyes closed
ANDORRA
Ester Fenoll Garcia 27 Between your fingers...
ANGOLA
Ana Paula TaoareS '28 'Bitter as Fruit
ANTIGUA AND BARBUDA
Linisa George 29 The Brown Girl in the Ring
ARGENTINA
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Mirta Rosenberg 31 Intimate Bestiary
ARMENIA
Razmik Datso.yan 32 Yessenin
ARUBA
Lasana M. Sekou 34 We Continue
AUSTRAI,IA
John Kinsella 36 The Ambassadors
AUSTRIA
Etselyn Schlag 38 Lesson
AZERBAIJAN
Nigar Hasan-Zadeh 39 'I knocked at someone's door...'
THE BAHAMAS
Chistian Carnpbell 40 Vertigo
BAHRAIN
Qassirn Hadd.ad. 4t' Poets
BANGLADESH
tlllir Mahfuz Ali 42 My Salma
BARBADOS
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Esther Phillips 44 Near-Distance
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tma Mort 45 Belarus I
BELGIUM
Moors 46 'I am the gardener with an alibi...'
Eoan X HYde 47 About Poems
BENIN
Agnis Agboton 48 'They remain lying on the earth"''
BERMUDA
Andra Simonr 49 Week of the Dog
BHUTAN
Sonam Chhoki 50 New Year dusk
BOLIVIA
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world famous, others barely known outside their own borders (and
some hardly known within them either). It probably goes without
saying that this proved to be a colossal administrative and organisational
task. Obtaining visa status for so many visitors was a particular head-
ache at a time when factions within Britain's insecure coalition govern-
ment were making loud and not particularly welcoming noises about
immigration and refugees. In some senses, that kind of negativity and
obstruction made it all the more important to press ahead and succeed.
In more anxious moments I did worry that we were creating an utterly
unmanageable nightmare scenario, an amalgamation of the Tower of
Babel and the Eurovision Song Contest. But I also clung to the idea
that Poetry Parnassus could be unique, not iust in its size and ambition,
but in its attitude and ideology. In its daring, in fact. Building on the
Southbank Centre's Poetry International Festival, inaugurated in the
60s by Ted Hughes amongst others, and with a nod in the direction
the landmark and legendary 1965 Albert Hall event which went down
in history as 'the Poetry Olympics', Parnassus developed into a week of
readings, translation, conferencing, workshops, discussion, argument,
and all things poetic.
As well as spectacular headline-grabbing events such as the Rain
of Poems (100,000 poems dropped from a helicopter onto Jubilee
Gardens) and gala readings involving Nobel Laureates, the programme
includes more intimate or specialised events, reflecting the range of
poetic voices at work in the world today and recognising the varying
forms and approaches that poetry might take. And this anthology will
be available in two other formats: The lMorld, Record., a single handmade
book consisting of handwritten poems by poets of every nation to be
kept in the Saison Poetry Library, and a multilingual e-book including
the handwritten pages with the English texts or translations.
London, it seemed to me, was always going to be the perfect city
for such an unprecedented coming together, being home to communities
of people from every corner of the globe, offering the possibility of
connecting those communities with poets of their own tongue and
background, and generating new readerships and audiences beyond
the usual literary crowd. The timing also seemed especially apt. k's
possible that every generation since the beginning of time feels to have
lived through momentous historical circumstances, and if that is the
case, then our own age has been no less momentous, with conflicts
raging across Africa and the Middle East, religions at loggerheads,
economic recession in the west, the prospect of nuclear proliferation,
the continuing devastation of the natural world and the spectre of
climate change overshadowing the entire planet. A good time, as ever,
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for poetry to maintain its bearings, assert its validity, and to speak its
mind. In an era of so much fragmentation and delineation, Poetry
Parnassus seeksto overcome barriers, ignore borders, and promote
the convergence of peoples of every nationality through a shared
interest and a common thread.
Poetry, we're told, was part of the original Olympics, and quite
possibly an actual event. But in contrast with the great political and
financial behemoth into which the modern Olympics has morphed,
Pamassus was conceived as non-commercial, non-corporate and
decidedly (at least in terms of medals or "winning") non-competitive
happening. Possibly even something of an anti-Olympics; if we were
to have found a line of poetry to summarise Parnassus and draped it
around the inside of the Royal Festival Hall, I'm sure it would have
been quite different in tone and spirit to Tennyson's, 'To strive, to
seek, to find, and not to yield', the phrase engraved at the heart of the
Ollmpic village as an inspiration to athletes. Poets have always been
signed up members of the awkward squad, dissenters from the norm
and the expected, and poetry has always been a practice under pressure.
Its intensity of language and thought has made it the art form of con-
c€ntration, which on some very elemental level means it isn't for every-
bod-r*, especially when other modes of mental stimulation are so readily
and casually available. In terms of popularity it cannot and would not
seek to compete with the immediacy of prose, or the ubiquity of the
risual image, or the passive engagement of the electronic media.
-{s poets we are few, and sometimes it feels like a siege. But poetry
h existed from the very beginning and has proved itself to be remarkably
durable and highly adaptive, even if it hasn't changed much over the
course of human history. In the beginning it was intense' compact
hnguage, spoken or chanted or sung, then eventually written down,
rnd several thousand years later it's still pretty much the same thing.
This anthology, comprising work from the poets of 204 countries, seems
to oonfirm the theory that poetry is a naturally occurring function of all
hnguages, and is alive and well in the world. As if it were an anthro-
pological inevitability, all cultures seem to have developed some form
of charged and shaped expression, one which goes beyond the basic
giring of information or acts of everyday communication. Other than
,ter. it's impossible to generalise about the style, character and subject-
tD.tter of rvhat lies between these covers; please enjoy it for its wild
r':rrietr-, as a global snapshot of poets and poetry in the early days of
fie 2lst century, and as record of a most exceptional happening.
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