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SWEETNESS OF GUYANA – TWELVE POEMS – By Dmitri Allicock

sweetness of Guyana

SWEETNESS OF GUYANA

TWELVE POEMS

By Dmitri Allicock

 BOUNTIFUL POMEROON
Sing a song of praise to the land
And reap a rich harvest so grand
Treated it well and watch it grow
The sweetness of what you sowed.

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THIS IS MY GUYANA – 21 Poems – By Dmitri Allicock

21 poems

   THIS IS MY GUYANA  

 21 Poems 

By Dmitri Allicock

My Beautiful Guyana such a sweet name to me
Sea of Green and Lush Scenery
Magnificent Birds overlook foaming tide
Golden Tamarin Monkeys scamper and hide
Rushing Rapids and Tumbling Falls aloud
Land of history that makes us proud
O sweet Guyana, land of many faces
.

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THE 1939 HOPE BRIDGE OF UPPER DEMERARA – By Dmitri Allicock

THE 1939 HOPE BRIDGE OF UPPER DEMERARA

The 1938 Hope Bridge

THE FIRST BRIDGE ACROSS THE DEMERARA RIVER

By Dmitri Allicock

The days of trembling tracks

Of Upper Demerara, way back

Whistle and thunder that excite

Laden cars coming with bauxite   Continue reading

FERRY OF THE FOG – By Dmitri Allicock + music video

Fog-Ferry

FERRY OF THE FOG

By Dmitri Allicock

The gentle Demerara River cast a foggy spell

Deep beyond the coast where the ferry dwells

Ferryboats connecting Linden in morning sway

Thick cloudy dampen vapors obscuring the day

Born of bauxite, a ferry, one hundred years old

Echoes in the fog of many stories yet to be told

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Visit Guyana – Timeline Photos – Guyana

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Promenade Gardens - Georgetoen Guyana

Promenade Gardens – Georgetown Guyana –  Click to enlarge

THE GLORY OF GUYANA -13 POEMS – By Dmitri Allicock

THE GLORY OF GUYANA
13 POEMS

By Dmitri Allicock

Pink Lotus

DANCING WITH PINK LOTUS- (Botanical Gardens, Georgetown)

Beneath the pleasant morning sun
Dewdrops and blossoms are spun
Pink lotus shoots and budding curls
Realm of canal’s green leafy swirl  Continue reading

YEAR’S END- 12 Poems – By Dmitri Allicock

YEAR’S END- 12 Poems

By Dmitri Allicock

years end

Merry finches sing and waters run

Passage of time, year almost done

Curtain closes and memories dwell

Yesterday shadows, we bid farewell

Bless each other with a fresh start Continue reading

The Diaspora is a diminishing Phenomenon – By Hubert Williams

THE DIASPORA IS A DIMINISHING PHENOMENON

    By Hubert Williams

Boston, Massachusetts — Nostalgia is a constant repetition of a lived experience; so few children based outside of their parents’ home country and who have not really shared their parents’ past should be expected to feel as fervently as their parents do about the “homeland”… so, with each succeeding generation, I expect that the fervour about “our home” will be increasingly depleted, as will the flow of “remittances”, barrels and sundry packages which have helped considerably to sustain relatives during those parlous times in Guyana approaching the end of the last century… and even up to now.

What applies to Guyana is as well the experience of Barbados and other Commonwealth Caribbean countries where the human flow outwards followed Independence, burgeoning economic stringencies and social challenges – not the least of them being corruption, crime and violence.  Continue reading

Hiraeth – By Hugh Yearwood

Hiraeth – By Hugh Yearwood

Hugh Yearwood

Hugh Yearwood

I treat my own bouts of hiraeth by writing about my experiences as a child growing up in Guyana. I was fortunate to travel and work in the interior and luckily kept an irregular journal during the years 1980-1981. I left Ebini Ranch in 1983 to study veterinary medicine in Poland where I have remained since. Here is my second story.

This article attempts to explain my feelings of “Hiraeth”.

“I am, more importantly however, a permanent resident of the human race and no matter where I go, I’d like to think that I will always belong.” Says Tricia Yearwood in her article, “What It Means To Be A Guyanese Emigrant”

Wise words to end this honest and, at times, soul tearing piece on how leaving the old country is only really accomplished physically. I know this ache intimately that she writes about “…my eyes began to ache with the same disconnect …”. I became very familiar with this constant feeling of ‘ache’ and ‘disconnect’ during the 31 years that have passed since I left Guyana. Continue reading

Sail on R.H. Carr – By Dmitri Allicock

RH Carr

Sail on R.H. Carr

By Dmitri Allicock

  Demerara voyagers travelling Inland River trail

From coastal Georgetown to tranquility we sail

Rough muddy waters and wide river mouth

Narrowing valley with smoother waters of the south

Laughter and waving children from second class

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