Patras World Poetry Festival

DECEMBER 10th - 13th 2020

We would like to inform you that due to the implementation of a new lockdown in our country and the increase in the number of coronavirus cases, the organizing and scientific committee of the “Jean Moréas International Awards” and the Patras International Poetry Festival postpones the date of the event on December, 10-13 of 2020.

Digital Event

The Patras World Poetry Festival 2020 this year is entitled "National Poets" and plans to host 60 poets from 15 different countries around the world.

This year the festival be held online and virtually, as far as COVID-19 impact affects significantly the implementation of this event.

In the four-day online event there will be 6 meetings lasting up to 3 hours, where the guest poets will be presented with readings in 2 languages, via live connection. The events will be attended by invited representatives of institutions and the jury, while the program will include speeches, presentations, tributes, music, etc.

In addition, the following activities will take place within the schedule of the Festival events:

online Award of the annual Greek Poetry Awards "Jean Moréas" (Saturday December 12th)
Art Exhibition "National Poets" with the participation of 20 Greek artists and 10 artists from different countries (live and digital tour)
Collectible trilingual edition of the poems of the participants, in the first language of each artist, in Greek and English

The 3rd Patras World Poetry Festival 2020 is organized by the Poetry Fountation “Grafeion Poiiseos”, the literary website Culture Book (culturebook.gr) and the multicultural center Epikentro Plus History & Arts, while every year it is under the auspices of the Ministries of Culture and the Ministry of Tourism*. Supporters of the event are the Greek Library of London, the Cultural Center “Kostis Palamas”, the University of Western Macedonia, the Hellenic Open University and many other important institutions, as claimed under the Aegis of the President of the Hellenic Republic.

Awarding of Poetry Awards "Jean Moréas" for the year 2019

This annual event will be held digitally at one session of the PWPF Poetry Event 2020, with a presentation of the award-winning poets and recitations by them. This is the annual event during which the "Jean Moréas" Prizes are awarded for Greek poetic art and Greek poetic production in its entire range. They are recognizable nationwide and concern the poetry collections that were published throughout the previous calendar year from the year of the award. They refer both to young poets and newcomers and to those who are recognized with their poetic work along time.

The event is highly appreciated by the Greek literary and artistic circle of readers. In this year's event, in addition to the institutionalized awards, a very important foreign poet will be honored, who with his/her lifelong work honors the literature outside Greece.The Award Committee is composed of Greek University professors, as well as very important poets and poetry critics who will evaluate the work of the honorees.

Sincerely,

On behalf of the organizing committee.

Kotopoulos H. Triantafyllos, President of the “Patras World Poetry Festival”

Skiathas D. Antonis, President of the Poetry Fountation “Grafeion Poiiseos”

Alaniadi Maria, Event Manager of the “Patras World Poetry Festival”

Debasish Parashar, India

PWPF 2020 Patras World Poetry Festival

Τετάρτη, 04 Νοεμβρίου 2020

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Debasish Parashar, INDIA

Fundamental Right to Dream

To My Grandfather

The Poems

Fundamental Right to Dream

imagine you are little weird
and you dream of yellow rivers
gathering tea leaves to the tune of ardent Erhu music
in the heart of a Syrian child
imagine you believe her tears,
flying samurais,
can flood rice fields of gold
transform into maritime silk routes
ancient as hope
through silk routes of tear you sail on a tiny boat from Kunming to Mediterranean shores
kissing continents of solitude
will you be wrong ?
no, not at all
because you have a fundamental right to dream
a natural right to dream

imagine you are listening to a relaxing
composition of Spanish guitars
lying on your bed of windows
lights off and fog outside
you sleep down the slippery melodies of
a candle-lit evening from the 90's
you feel strongly you could still live that innocence
will you be wrong ?
no, not at all
because you have a fundamental right to dream
an inalienable right to dream

imagine it's a stormy night
and you are sailing through the silkroutes of tear on your tiny boat
you come across a dream-seller carrying fallen leaves
you ask for a dream and he offers his palms instead
you hold his hands and cry
will you be wrong ?
no, not at all
because, without sweat and blood and tears
there is no right to dream

as a three-year old
I used to scream seeing butterflies in my dreams
I could not tolerate those intense dreams
I used to wake up in tears, tired and terrified
I have seen dreams growing to words
and butterflies shaped into swords
butterflies with edges of sword can cut you into doubles
my dreams have been weird
your dream will be different
no matter what
you have a fundamental right to dream a different dream
an inalienable and a natural right to dream
just like your right to breathe
you have a right to dream

To My Grandfather

Decades back
When I was not even born
my grandfather Hiranath died an unnatural death

It was an unusually bright summer day
Unlike on other days, he did not carry sweets for all
His hands had long long blue veins
He walked back home in quick steps
with an old Mohendra Dutt black umbrella in his hand to the scorching heat

His body was found hanging against the sun
in the shades of an old banyan tree
notorious for its robust growth, noisy ghosts and impeccable memories

Choric voice : "It was a suicide"
Nobody blamed the ghosts
Choric voice : "Condemnable for a Brahmin"
Nobody questioned the village
Choric voice : " no funerals for unnatural deaths"
Nobody appeased the dead
Choric voice : " Nobody pollutes by empathy"
Nobody challenged the body
Choric voice : "Leave them alone"
Nobody challenged the spectaors with shared blood
Choric voice : "No last rites"
Nobody challenged Agni that burns

My grandfather's daughter carried her father's corpse on a wooden cart for miles
The dead man probably cried for company
on his last journey too
His weight could not purify the cart

His body was thrown into the waters of Bhogdoi
His flesh twisted like tradition into a curve
A golden fish jumped through his eyes

For years
everyone talked about everything, just not about the dead man's mind

What was left of his body was only
his black umbrella leaning against a Bokul tree
opposite the village temple under leopard shades of the sun

The day my grandfather died, my father was not in town. His absence was long overdue.

The Poet

Debasish Parashar is a Multilingual Poet, Creative Entrepreneur, Singer/Musician, Lyricist based in New Delhi, India. He is an Assistant Professor of English literature at the University of Delhi. Parashar is the Founder & Editor-in-Chief of Advaitam Speaks Literary journal and is associated with the World Poetry Movement. With his debut song 'Pamaru Mana' (2018), Debasish became one of the first Indian singer/composers who dared to experiment with the idea of fusing 500-years-old Borgeets of Assam with Western Orchestral music (with layered violins, pianos, snares & vocals), challenging the religious and ritualistic conventions of the Satras. His write-up on Majuli has been listed amongst top 100 online #worldheritagesites stories globally in May 2016 by Agilience Authority Index. Debasish Parashar was honored with the 'Festival Charter for Interpretation' award at the Indija Pro Poet-2020 International Literary Festival. He has received an Honourary Diploma (Diploma de Honor) signed by the Consul of Isla Negra, Chile by Movimiento Poetas Del Mundo (Movement of Poets of the World). Parashar has been/is getting translated into more than 30 world languages. His poetry has been featured in more than 15 different books/anthologies. Overall, his poetry has appeared in more than 30 countries of the world.