In a literary world as motley as the one of our time, there are many sailors of the pen who hang their feelings on the wire. Free writing, but so free that it no longer takes into account orthoepics and punctuation, has generated an uncritical mass of authors and readers with sudden accesses of imaginary masters. Both prose and poetry, viewed through the spectrum of agrammatism and not through the superbly combined nuances of the universal authors of modern literature, they risk more and more slipping into triviality precisely because of the lack of a linguistic and literary culture shown by the above-mentioned sailors. I felt for almost a decade that the world has not offered notable authors since Borges and Eco. Coelho is obsessively pasty in books with motivational speeches for personal development, and since Osho's death, so many unique books on spirituality have been published that we would be tempted to believe that, under the name of the Indian thinker, some impostors with learning ambitions are hiding.
Therefore, I think it is very useful to know the young literature as it is written: raw and unperverted by impersonal marbles, lacking originality, to discriminate the quality of thinking in prefabricated and expressing in clichés. Webinars, literary sessions organized in online circles and social networks that promote the new style, free of convention, but scrupulous in its way of presentation, allowed a clear distinction between literary art and whimsy of any kind.
Despite the many inconveniences caused by the 2020 pandemic, however, the availability of the online environment has increased and people have cultivated new forms of knowledge, dissociation and selection of sources that bring them cultural satisfaction. Moreover, where communication is done in a language of international circulation, where aesthetic spirits manifest themselves without barriers in the area of prose and poetry, the reader is fascinated by the splendor that resides in the cultural diversity of the world. Of course, we need to take into account not only the lyrical mantle that the potential wears, but especially the vast culture with which authors from all over the world delight us.
Here, then, we look with interest at issue 5 of the international cultural magazine Taifas Literary Magazine, a sample of lyrical and spiritual diversity in the incandescence of which we will try a modest review. Starting from the rhetoric to which perfection is subjected in the poetry of Muhammad Ishaq Abbasi (But what about the beauty of the maker of this beauty?). This issue proposes in its first column the recognition of the beauties of nature under the rule of divine reason. However, the American poet Scott Thomas Outlar feels the echoes of the primordial explosion reminiscent of childhood games, but the sound reality obsessively shows him where he is going, as a repression of the vital energy in uncertainty.
Next, we will stop, with the permission of the readers, on a text if not of a Baudelarian invoice through its coloristics, at least of a strange psyche that we find in the writing of E.A. Poe. The secret of an autumn night, a story about obsession and hidden fears that ends with the mysterious death of a woman, masterfully builds the psychological framework in which the inner conflict culminates in falling into inertia. Disasters in World War II take the path of nightmare and become reality again through the chain of mania, vice and sequelae. The end of the story confers, by detachment and hiding in anonymity of the hero Stanislas, the cynical role that the world plays in relation to death as an immediate reality and taken to banality. The author's power of suggestion lies in the very stimulation of obsessions until they become a concrete fact again, and the enigma perpetuates the cynicism of not understanding what is not to be remembered. Although I would not place the text in the editorial species, it is perfectly integrated in the beginning of this issue.
Perhaps the largest and most complex part of this issue is the poetry section, as it provides an opportunity for readers to be abducted in a macroscopic area of ideas and feelings that converge in human spirituality. Sajid Hussain declines his soul on the line of cosmic time in an eternal Now, while Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak tends to lift the human being out of the routine by retelling eternity as an Unusual everyday. For Gabriela Mimi Boroianu, the reason for all things lies in love; within her poetry, love is an opportunity to rediscover the self by evoking a diaphanous past, it is a manifesto of the living presence (Love is my path!), but also a reason to retreat into a self assailed by anxiety. The Poetry Letter of the poet Marija Najthefer Popov is a hymn dedicated to the eternal couple, a tribute to the anxieties that lovers live in a perpetual uncertainty of life, a praise to those who love supreme. In Jigme Jamtsho's poetry resides the atavistic urge to find inner harmony by invoking the Forest as the mediator of this assiduous enterprise, which Sameer Goel proposes by balancing hatred with love.
The essay section begins with a broad introspection into turmoil, an ambiguous journey in which contrasts are defined by mutual reporting, each with the need to point the finger at the other. Lidia Stoia is not shy to resort to suggestibility, she herself a skilled handler of the word, approaching the wide range of narrative specifics. Of course, the Auntie Sophie anecdote, in which Anna Maria Sprzeczka-Stepien improves the humor of the situation through the rhetoric specific to the dramaturgy, should not be avoided.
Well, the Confabulation column begins with a set of not at all rhetorical but existential questions, which Destiny M O Chijioke snatches from himself to propagate to all mankind. Remaining in the spectrum of questions, here, Lenuș Lungu shares with us the experience of an interview with the poet Bhagirath Choudhary, a thinker whose main force should touch us all.
It is true that the literary palette does not reach one of the most optimistic chromatics in this issue, it being, if you will, a link, a confession of the world in a time that has what we have a duty to discern. The cut of the world is made after events, but the fabric that covers the world is the very sense of humanity. I wanted to write this review not so much for the authors already known to me for the quality of their creations, but especially to draw attention to the unity in diversity. I will not commit the recklessness of dissociating the culture of humanity and the reason of the world, because that would mean annulling my entire value system, upsetting my references and, tragically, not recognizing myself.
Finally, I consider this review an opportunity to give credit to an editorial team that works tirelessly on the Taifas Literary Magazine project. Lenuș Lungu, whose merits are recognized in all corners of the world, is the main person responsible for this difficult and feasible project at the same time. Let's not go over the contribution of Mr. Ioan Muntean, the technical eminence of all publishing enterprises, his reign assuming the finality of the TLM type product.
Without drawing a conclusion of modus ad sine, I sign everyone's
Paul Rotaru
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