Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Lee…12…aaduna…spring 2015

Ho Cheung Lee (Peter) is a prior aaduna contributor.  His poetry graced the winter/spring 2014 anniversary issue, and it is fitting that he returns for this year’s 5th anniversary issue.  To our pleasant surprise, Peter returned with a different gift of words, a fiction piece simply titled “12.”

Here is the opening paragraph:

The room was spacious and plain. Emptiness was gathered as if to leave room for people’s imaginations. He rested himself on the russet sofa against the cream wall at the back, as he had been told to do, and examined every corner of the interior. The scent of sterilization struck his nose. Is that what I’m here for? The black leather massage chair next to the interlocutors lay motionless like a feminine silhouette against the blinded windows, which glowed mysteriously in blurry white. He saw himself lying on it, something he had done four days ago. Pointless. The third psychiatrist in two weeks.


Lee…12….aaduna….spring 2015 issue... launching in a few days!

Saturday, May 16, 2015

Mel D and not Mel B

How often have you had to tell someone that it was a “D” and not a “B?”

While some of you may know Mel B (Melanie Janine Brown) from her Spice Girls involvement, as well as her judging on America’s Got Talent television show, Melvin Douglas is crafting a name for himself in other creative endeavors.  A former aaduna contributor in poetry (fall 2012 issue,) he returns to aaduna with an exhibition of his photographic work in the forthcoming spring 2015 5th anniversary issue.  Melvin has a keen “eye” for the nuances of the urban landscape and captures the essence of words through a different medium that prompts reflection and questions from the viewer. 

Here is an image from his pending exhibition in aaduna:

"Red Doors" by photographer, Melvin Douglas (c) 2015

Melvin Douglas, who in aaduna staff circles is graciously referenced as “Mel D” causes no confusion for us over whether it is “D” or “B”. 
You will see why in a few days.  Melvin Douglas...aaduna spring 2015 5th anniversary more to say.      

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Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Regan’s story is riveting...what folks missed in Mayweather and Pacquiao

Now we are not trying to hype a piece of fiction by comparing it to the fight of all fights that left many boxing fans disappointed and lawsuits flying.  What we are saying that Marc D Regan’s fiction, “Goin Up the Country” offers a story rooted in cultural and social nuances that many of us may never experience.  The story packs a punch with “down home” language.  It jabs with literary nuances and a boxer’s prizefighting stance.  You will have to decide whether or not it hits below the belt.  With a provocative style and realistic framework, here is how Regan’s story kicks off in aaduna's upcoming issue:


First the pivotal fact:  I was burned.  Severely.  At my sixteenth birthday party.  Monkey business gone awry, involving a group of unknown assailants, flammable liquid, and actual fire.  Probably a discarded cigarette butt.  That was four years back.  A twisted road stretches between that fateful July night and this September night, a road littered with the debris of surviving third-degree burns (on my head and neck—my face and hair were virtually erased.).  If you retraced the steps of my journey from grave injury to the fractured recovery I now “enjoy,” you’d stumble on dim memories of burn units and docs, nurses, initially little-to-no pain, and then pain, the kind that annihilates awareness of all else, the way a sledgehammer walloping a cake crowned with candles.  Next you discover the all-encompassing hunger I developed for drugs designed to ease the pain, as well as the hope I clung to regarding skin grafts, procedures, and operations to restore my countenance to a semblance of normalcy.  You would witness my exile from the popularity a high school sports star takes for granted and perhaps, too, you would feel the cold devastation born of being shunned by friends and eventually losing parents to an abrupt, unending flood of booze.  You might witness botched suicide attempts.  Bad habits and worst lifestyle choices.

Want the rest of “Goin Up the Country?”  Marc D Regan's work will be published  in a few days.  You waited patiently for Mayweather and Pacquiao and were  diasappointed.  We do not embrace disappointment!

Regan…coming soon.  

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Saturday, May 9, 2015

When is the Forest not the Forrest…?

Or is it all the same?

Many of us have done it, taken that serene walk through a forest, regardless of the season, and found ourselves transfixed by the diversity of colors, shapes, and images that suggested grandeur and intrigue.  A Forrest in our mind’s eye conjures captivating nuances, bold strokes, and masterful interpretations of things we have already experienced and harken us back to another time in space or thrusts us forward into the unexpected.

The images created by Allen Forrest are powerful and enchanting.  His range of artistic abilities and the various mediums he works in suggests a kaleidoscope of human interactions.  aaduna is pleased to be able to present an exhibition of works by Allen Forrest in the forthcoming spring issue.

Here is one of his works:

Oil on Canvas, Allen Forrest (c) 2015

Bring your spirit, imagination and intellect, and casually stroll through our Forrest.  Coming soon....spring 2015 anniversary issue.    

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Thursday, May 7, 2015

Of silence and acceptance…a revealing story

Delve into an atmosphere of deceit, silence, acceptance, and transformation in Sarah Khan’s story, “A Knotted Piece of Rope” in aaduna’s spring 2015 anniversary issue. Ms. Khan weaves a story that is timely and full of denial, mis-understanding, abuse, and love. Here is a short excerpt:

 I was always hyper sensitive to my father’s approaching footsteps, all the time wondering what it was this time that I did wrong and how he managed to get it done right. My mother, a teacher in a government school was a hand to mouth sort of person who seemed to live under the family’s same roof like some deaf or dumb entity. How could she be so insensitive? I wondered that whenever I looked at her busying herself in the kitchen cooking dinner while father rampaged throughout the house like an angry ox, looking for some misplaced possession of his. She seemed to have sewn her lips together whenever father bellowed at her over silly pointless things. With me standing in a corner watching the scene with frightened big eyes, she acted like she was immune to such harsh words. But that behavior sometimes cost her much more than his hisses and abusive words. I remember one year ago when father was far too enraged to tolerate this seal-my-lips attitude of my mother.  He thrashed her on the cheek. I didn’t know how severe the injury was until I saw her nursing her reddened cheek later.

 Read Sarah Khan’s complete story in the forthcoming spring 2015 anniversary issue of aaduna.  Launching in less than a week!

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Sunday, May 3, 2015

“Celebrate Good Times, Come On!”

Back in the Eighties, Kool & The Gang taught many people how to party with their song “Celebration.”  How and when to celebrate has been a rich and dynamic ancestral tradition among many people and cultures worldwide.

aaduna will give you a glimpse of one aspect of that rich tradition through the eyes of Peter Nakhid.  A multi-faceted New Orleans based photographer and documentarian, Peter will exhibit his work that centers on celebration, legacy, and tradition. 

Here is one visual image from his exhibition featured in the forthcoming spring 2015 issue just to get you curious.   

(c) 2015 Peter Nakhid, Congo Square, New Orleans

See much more of Peter Nakhid’s photographs…soon in the spring 2015 issue of aaduna.

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Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Representing India and aaduna for National Poetry Month

For our closing celebration of National Poetry Month, aaduna is pleased to share the opening stanza of Kamaruzzaman’s poem,

“If You Ever Die, In An Invisible Gondola”

If you ever die
If you ever die from me - die of death
Looking at my longing eyes
In guise of a mystic veil, not unveiled
Dead drop at the twilight hours
White longish fangs, whitish eyes
Of the piercing moments
Will unfurl its wings of fire
Setting sail in an invisible gondola
At long last to carry you home
To the isle of your birth, somehow

Kamaruzzaman's poetry will be presented in the spring 2015 issue of aaduna slated for launch shortly.

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