Great News From India: My Poetry Included in a University Textbook :)

in #esteem6 years ago (edited)

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Reaching a new audience is always a privilege. When I used Facebook, regularly (before migrating to Steemit, six months ago :) it intrigued and humbled me to learn that I was gaining something of an Indian following. My books were reviewed, more than once, in the press there, such as the most widely-read Indian newspaper, The Hindu and I had Indian editors and readers asking about how to purchase my work on the great subcontinent.

Yet, another reason to believe that words have a life of their own and find their own readers. Besides, India was an ancient civilization with a rich culture and the Indians I knew were big readers, so it made sense that they would be interested in philosophy, spirituality and poetry. Nonetheless, it was another order of surprise and gratitude to receive this email:

We are putting together a textbook for undergraduate students of Punjabi University, Patiala. The university recommends the inclusion of the poem ‘What do Animals Dream?’ by Yahia Lababidi, for which, we understand, copyright rests with you.

For your reference, the details of the textbook to be published are as follows:

Title of textbook: The Poetic Palette (For Punjab University, Patiala)
Author: Board of Editors
Publisher: Orient Blackswan Pvt. Ltd
Print run: 16,500 copies

"Animals Dream" is an especially lucky poem, I admit, as it has been featured in anthologies, including "Literature: An Introduction to Reading and Writing" a textbook used throughout US colleges, too. But to reach Indian university students, as well, and somehow shape their literary tastes as impressionable young readers, this was an honor I scarcely dared to dream of when I was a college student with vague ambitions to become a writer!

The poem is and is not, actually, about animals. A peek behind the curtain: the piece was occasioned by a sleeping dog, rapid eye movement, and soon veered into an exploration of the human condition and the interstices, liminal spaces between waking, dreaming-- questioning what is reality, this material and spirit world, etc...

Another tidbit that might be of interest: when I first arrived on this platform I found "Animals Dream" here to welcome me! A Steemian, by the name of LeoBliss, had posted my poem, here (four months before I arrived), just added a few pictures, and made $40 :)

Below, is the text of my poem as well as a video reading that I hope you might enjoy.

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What do Animals Dream?

Do they dream of past lives and unlived dreams
unspeakably human or unimaginably bestial?

Do they struggle to catch in their slumber
what is too slippery for the fingers of day?

Are there subtle nocturnal intimations
to illuminate their undreaming hours?

Are they haunted by specters of regret
do they visit their dead in drowsy gratitude?

Or are they revisited by their crimes
transcribed in tantalizing hieroglyphs?

Do they retrace the outline of their wounds
or dream of transformation, instead?

Do they tug at obstinate knots
inassimilable longings and thwarted strivings?

Are there agitations, upheavals or mutinies
against their perceived selves or fate?

Are they free of strengths and weaknesses peculiar
to horse, deer, bird, goat, snake, lamb or lion?

Are they ever neither animal nor human
but creature and Being?

Do they have holy moments of understanding
deep in the seat of their entity?

Do they experience their existence more fully
relieved of the burden of wakefulness?

Do they suspect, with poets, that all we see or seem
is but a dream within a dream?

Or is it merely a small dying
a little taste of nothingness that gathers in their mouths?

© Yahia Lababidi
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Here, is the first time I read "Animals Dream" in a public setting, when I was invited to Slovakia to participate in an International Poetry Festival:

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Congrats on this honor of being in an Indian college Textbook!

I think people can relate to the poem because we're animals and we dream, but we've also seen our pets appear to dream so we kind of know it seems to be universal among animals.

The final line reminds me of an older song I like, with lyrics something like this...

Death is a dream. We die every night, awake in the morning again.

I guess it's been said that sleep is like a small death, similar in that the dreamer's consciousness might be dead in a sense, with their body in a relaxed generally unmoving state. But in some allusion to reincarnation or life after death, we wake in the morning again.

I hope you're having a fine weekend! :)

Hey, thanks, for sharing my Joy, dear Kenny :)

Yes, we are dreaming animals, and I like that echo you heard in those lyrics. What a marvelous thing to consent to die every night and be reborn the following morning, like being given a new chance every day to right what's wrong or undone..

Good weekend, so far, socializing; wishing you a Happy Sunday :)

Congratulations to u.. :)
U r such a talented writer.. The quality and standard of ur writings helped to find its readers around the world..!

God bless u more...! :)

~ Christina

Bless your heart, my friend--without readers, writers are nothing :)

I hope you're having a lovely weekend!

yah.. it was lovely weekend.. :) hope u had a good one too..!

Here is you share in this week's round of #deadpoems. The next round is posted. Please join in again:) Pryde:)

At times, I have envied animals, especially, the well-loved cats and dogs. They have few worries and are there to be adored. But are there artists among them? Humans are given a greater sense of contrast that we might have a finer palette to paint upon creation, to suppose and experience. And to we can adore and be adored ... we have more variation in out experience. A gift and a thing to carry. It all works out:)

Hiya, Pryde, post-nap and a tad confused by your comment, above...

What "share" do you refer to?

Sorry, Yahia ... I meant to quote from your fine work ...

Do they experience their existence more fully
relieved of the burden of wakefulness?

Do they suspect, with poets, that all we see or seem
is but a dream within a dream?

My comment should make more sense now ... I think I need the nap now:) lol:)

Haha... Fitting that in a poem about dreams, we should both be in a daze :) Thanks, for reading and, hopefully, I head to post office tomorrow with your copy of poetry book _/|\_

Wow great news, congratulations for your huge achievement.

Thanks, for the encouragement :)

That is fantastic news my brother. I am so happy for you :-)

Many thanks :) Please, remind me, again, where you are based —since in my book giveaway post I say that I can only send paperback copies “within the USA” & otherwise can mail electronic copies of my book.

I am currently in Botswana. I can't believe I missed that part.
I suppose I could gift him the electronic copy and show him
the post, and explain that you sent it, it could still work out
as I hope it will :-)

Heh. That's fine; I suppose it's human nature to overlook what we don't want to see ;) Check out my latest post, I announced the winners.

You are so right ;-)

wow very nice, with a good work of the works. kalo we often read books so increase our knowledge....

Friend thousand congratulations, great achievement.

Many thanks, much appreciated! Wishing you best of luck in what you do :)

in my opinion.your posting is very cool and good, besides tu useful for me and for all steemit.dan colleagues and hopefully your post will be good semakon again amiin thanks for postingannya.