The Still Horizon by Cyberwit.net, India, pp. 246 is an admirable, attractive and scholarly anthology of poems from different nations USA, UK, Canada, Netherlands, Australia, Italy, Argentina, Spain, France, Portugal, Japan, India etc. The poems included in this anthology are very subtle, full of freshness, simplicity and pictorial power. The poems reveal a sustained impressibility towards the very mystery of life. Devoid of any artistic monotony, here is the triumph of the lyre. The poems from different countries reveal “a world among worlds.” The large number of poems from USA makes it evident that America’s post-modern poetry is all set to storm the world. The poets included in The Still Horizon seem to have found an identity as the “voice of America singing.” One can easily recognize the presence of genius and inspiration in European poets of the anthology. The women poets of The Still Horizon write with a rich intensity of emotion that is inaccessible to men. These poets have intensely expressed their suppressed perceptions and desires, proving that feminine consciousness does exist.
Radha Agrawal: Editor
Maria Cristina Azcona
Rating: 9 Reviewed by Rakesh (visitor) 3/3/2002 Reviewed by Rakesh Kumar *************************** The Still Horizon by Cyberwit.net deserves special attention. The anthology includes bright and highly promising poems from countries like USA, UK, Norway, Argentina etc.Most of the poems in The Still horizon are beautiful, passionate, full-blooded, lively, proud, wise, calm and confident. The cover is grand. The anthology has 246 poets and is reasonably priced $15 including shipping and handling charges.The Still Horizon is dedicated to the victims of terrorist attack of September11,2001. Cyberwit deserves praise because it is publishing poets from all over the world and delivering the book in time. The editors have really worked very hard in compiling, editing and printing the poems from one corner of the world to another,in a highly attractive cover.
-Oh! Languid goddess who sees the world from on high tempestuous Olympus, so presumptuous of your beauty.
You, who emerged from the bewitched waters of eternal sea.
Your skin has been threaded with gold and silver fibres.
Your golden hair was wrought with innate refinement.
You seduce every man with your slender silhouette,
but your conscience scrutinizes your not so beautiful behavior.
Why,each time your enchantment increases,
does the white foam from where you once emerged , turn to be so dark?
Through negligence, perhaps all goodness you destroyed.
Your ironic vanity, like a symphonic agony,
rushes at your skin,
ruining its magnificent purity.
In any case, Oh! my Muse, I beg you to revive your melodious harmony for us.