VOLUME 4 NUMBER 2 DECEMBER 2005 (8th
� Ray Wilkins
International Literary Journal
Edited by: Dr.
Binding: Paperback (pp: 516 with a separate section of
authors bio) ISSN: 0972-6004
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Publisher: Cyberwit.net, India Pub. Date: Dec. 2005
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Welcome to Taj Mahal Review,
December 2005! London blasts on 7\7 and Delhi blasts on
Saturday October 29, 05 prove once again the brutality of
terrorism. The ethical poverty caused by a deplorable loss of
human values, the unfortunate triumph of consumerism and
materialism, worship of money and machine- all these make my
heart bleed, yet I hope the bright and luminous artists will
one day find an answer to the vices of contemporary reality.
What a pity that fascist and terrorist powers and values are
rising in such monstrous and terrifying times!
The recent hurricanes in USA caused the
death of so many persons. On behalf of the whole Cyberwit
staff I express my anguish and sorrow, and pray for peace to
the bereaved families. Another tragic incident was a terrible
earthquake killing a great number of innocent persons in
Kashmir in India. It is possible that the carbon dioxide by
increasing the earth's temperature and thereby disturbing the
ecological balance, has resulted in such disastrous
hurricanes. Some kind of policy is the need of the present
times, so that the tragedy is never repeated.
Congratulations to Harold Pinter (b.1930),
British playwright who was awarded the 2005 Nobel Prize in
Literature. On October 13, 05 the Swedish Academy remarked
"in his plays [Harold Pinter] uncovers the precipice
under everyday prattle and forces entry into oppression's
closed rooms." His "comedies of menace" create
"Pinteresque" atmosphere where the words and
language are 'rearguard attempts to keep ourselves to
Beware of "unfools of unbeing"!
The best elucidation of this line by ee. cummings is by Norman
Friedman: "people who are too stereotyped to be
eccentric-people who are too dead spiritually to exist at all
and who call alive individual fools" (ee. cummings the
art of his poetry).
I have found it a rich experience to read
the following lines from "The Second Coming" by W.
apart; the center cannot hold;
anarchy is loosed upon the world,
blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
ceremony of innocence is drowned;
lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of
Poetry is the only panacea to end all the
evils infecting mankind. I'm indebted to the authors and
artists for their invaluable support and help. I thank all
subscribers and benefactors. Without their cooperation, the
publication of Taj Mahal Review is not possible.