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A break

Dear friends,

It has been a lovely experience, renewing acquaintances and meeting new friends over the poetry blogosphere. The year 2013 was predicted to be a busy and hopefully fruitful year for those under the Snake sign of the Chinese Calendar.

Well, it looks like I have a bit more than I can chew at the moment. I am currently working on two books entitled SITI and RATU which I hope to finish by September this year. At the same time, I must finish Inheritance From The Garden, a book I am co-writing with a dear friend and longstanding expert on gardening, Mr Lam Peng Sam.  In June, I will also be attending the International Congress of Asian Folklores in Indonesia and hope to deliver a paper on NAGA.

I will  be working with my international publisher XLibris in the coming months to promote NAGA on a more aggressive nature. And with my local publisher Utusan Publishers to finish my latest anthology of Asian legends and folklores, 366 Legends of Asia.

And that covers  my partime hobby - writing!

Professionally, I run TiE Malaysia, an NGO that promotes entrepreneurship in Malaysia. We work with the government on coaching young start-ups and hope to match them with Angel investors to take their businesses to the next level. Our programs are going into high gear next month.

Well, that covers my professional life.

I have also decided to go back to school! I will be doing my thesis  for my Masters in Malay Lit this year.

I thank God everyday for my beautiful family and my five daughters, not to mention husband and best friend, and three lovely Siamese cats all of whom requires my devoted attention.

So I am taking a break. I look forward to peep and have a look at how all of you are doing form time to time. But just in case you were wondering, at least you know why I suddenly disappeared - for a while.

Loves

Ninot

three friends

confusedlove takes free flightdownward spiral, high tailfear, anger, a validitygoodbye
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written for magpie tales

Hands touch

daughtersa miracleof laughter and lightheart turns at every breathe she takesmy life
lettersfrom farawayanother time and placearrived late, it was truly fatetimely
hands touchmoment capturedthe whole world disappearsis this my serendipityjoy luck
my life. timely. joy luck.



ma filleà sa naissanceoui, le monde disparaîtmon sérendipité, le mienma vie



words by ninotaziz. all rights reserved
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I reread a letter my mother sent to me when I was eighteen today.
A poem dedicated to mothers and daughters
For dVerse, hosted by Tony Maude and Poets United

Les chansons d'autrefois

the songs from long agoa moment in time

dredge up a plethoraof emotions, unbeckoned

an era, long goneits mistakes linger over the Rideau

its sweetness, unbearable.

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les chansons d'autrefois
très intime, pourquoi
le soleil est si froid

je pleure un peu, par le Rideau



words by ninotaziz. all rights reserved._________________________________________

A few days ago, Gretchen reminded us of the power of music to influence our innermost thoughts.

This is what I felt listening to Rainbow's Street of Dreams and Led Zeppelin's All of My Love over the last few days in my head. My staple music back then  - Scorpion, Rainbow, Led Zeppelin, Def Leppard, and Depeche Mode. And Eurythmics. With momentary enrapture over Eight Seconds, Level 42, Pet Shop Boys and yes - Duran Duran.

For dVerse's Open Link Night.

Playing Mad Libs with Sherry Blue Sky

Safe and in seclusionthe life of the elusive llamalike monks in the mountains
we ponder
meditate uponso much destructiontime to  reflect
is to forgive enough?
the beautiful lifetranscendentinspiring humanity
compassion
gratitude resides
in the corner of my heart
no longer in retreat



Words by Sherry and ninotaziz
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Brian, I answered your call over at dVerse.
Sherry over at Stardreaming with Sherry Blue Sky and on the hardworking team of Poets United is convalenscing from surgery. But she responded to my call of words. Do drop by her blog to cheer her up. Actually, she most likely will end up cheering you. That's just the kind of person she is!
Her words for meLlama , monk Meditate , reflect , forgive Beautiful, transcendent, inspiringCorner,  retreat
Sherry in Canada, me in Malaysia  - now that's a cross Pacific collaboration, for sure!

Childhood Place

On the rooftops
Dreams soar
Across time
Through unknown doors

I see a cat
In a forgotten town
Why is he sad
Why does he frown

My hand reaches out
In it, a fiddle
Do not doubt
Fantasy's miracle

My cat smiles
He dances a tune
After a while
He sings to the moon...

ninot, 10th august 1991




A song from my childhood
Flirts around with me
And little does it know
It hurts terribly...

ninot, 10th June 1988

I vaguely remember curtains with Degas ballerinas
in my childhood...but how can that be?



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I am an island girl
For wherever I putMy two feet on the earthI am surrounded by water
And my spirit is free...
ninot, 10th September 1991


 words by ninotaziz. all rights reserved


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These are mymemories from my childhood in Hobart, Tasmania.

Old old poems - yes I have been writing for so long, I have poetry 20 to 30 years old. I am no longer that girl whose dreams soar through unknown doors. Or, am I?

Thank you Pamela for the prompt at dVerse that took me back in time.



 

The night is borderless

  the night is borderless,  I give myselfto the moment, of truth, of love, of joymy ledger is poor but I know real wealth the sunbreak appears, there is no voidand my cup of happiness overflowsI embrace the real life,  not the decoy the evening wanes, there is no more sorrowfor both the bitter and sweet make me wholeI await the promise of tomorrow for I have learnt to love body and soulto be thankful for family, for healthand how love brings me into its true fold the night is borderless, I give myselfto the moment, of truth, of love, of joy

la nuit est sans frontière
et je me donne du bonheur  words by ninotaziz. all rights reserved ______________________________________  an ode to a moment of joy         

Locust swarm

  pharaohs fade awaylocusts, unchecked, ride the breeze
swarm to rule the land   words by ninotaziz. All rights reserved

Drenched

The Fox and The Raven
Drenched. Tears washed awaythe faint memory of raininsidious -
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For dVerse and Magpietales