Wednesday, April 20, 2011

HYACINTH'S WAY BY ZAWGYI

Hyacinth's Way (8)

STILL ADRIFT

Though there be a driving rush, a blast
Though there be a movement with ease, a breeze
Though the creak's wide, never denied
Though the creek's narrow, let it be so:

Though there be a sun, a shining one
Though there be a rain, a falling drain
Though there be a moon, a radiating dome
To the likes of those, married or in celibacy
Or though there be a moon, so dark and dreary:

When lovers are together,
Or when they are parted from one another;
When all fresh are the budding, blooming flowers,
Or when there be weariness as ever:

Floating down lower and lower, and over and over,
Rising up again and again, farther and farther;
Ma Beda, in the tidal waters,
Is still adrift, adrift as ever.

Zawgyi
(University of Rangoon Annual Magazine, 1957-1959)

Water hyacinth

Sunday, March 27, 2011

HYACINTH'S WAY BY ZAWGYI

Hyacinth's Way (7)

WITH ASSORTED MELODIES

Prattling charmingly,
Miss Caucal moans sweetly along,
The plaintive reed-piper plays a Mai Bwe song.

With a tree-shaped stand, various offerings are hanging,
Intended for offering monks of many years standing,
At the bow of the boat displayed proud,
The reed-piper plays a ceremonial Si Byaw tune aloud.

On the edge of the sandbank,
The first rising waters rushed by the wind,
Makes the waters mad, white and gushing,
The reed-piper plays a Bein Baung tuning.

The dead body of the animal,
Mingling with the rising water with the south wind in a spree,
The reed-piper plays a Ngo Gyin song that agrees.

Unaided by the oar,
With a bulging white sail the long-boat skims above water,
The reed-piper plays a Bwe Kyo theme over.

Peeping and appearing,
The Dhani islad jutting out is forming a sandbank,
The reed-piper plays a Thar Chawt song meant.

The songs are varied and unending,
And Ma Beda is ever with the water, going up and down,
With assorted melodious sounds.

Zawgyi
(University of Rangoon Annual Magazine, 1957-1959)

NOTE
Mai Bwe: A longing maiden's descriptive song
Si Byaw: A ceremonial big and long drum playing
Bein Baaun: A fighting contest's tune
Ngo Gyin: A mourning song
Bwe Kyo: A classical song celebrating a particular theme and usually played on the harp
Dhani: Nipa palm (Nipa fruticans)
Thar Chawt: Baby soothing song

Monday, March 21, 2011

HYACINTH'S WAY BY ZAWGYI

Hyacinth's Way (6)

HAD BRAVED

Along the line of the creek, the wind has started blasting about,
What a fierce storm with waves rolling over!
With one wave after another coming in and out;
Miss Beda, with all the water, billowing about her
In the raging storm, winds and water,
She's going to fear for sure.

Along the line of the creek, a torrent of rains has started,
Lighting flashed, and thunder crashed
As if the rain warrior king in a fit has darted;
Unseeing the creek, Miss Beda,
For the outburst of rains has it covered,
In the raging storm, winds and water,
She's going to fear for sure.

Never fearing, never recoiling, never trembling,
The rain, wind and water, not a bit do they bother
Has always been rising up, always downcreek ebbing,
The trips hither, countless in number,
Had always braved this creek, the bunch of Beda.

Zawgyi
(University of Rangoon Annual Magazine, 1957-1959)

Sunday, March 6, 2011

HYACINTH'S WAY BY ZAWGYI

Hyacinth's Way (5)

TIME OF RISE AND TIME OF FALL

The two Byaing brothers, their wings white and clean,
Are leaving the shore to open fields, for feeding grounds;
For the lower parts of the creek, the mouth of the sea are seen,
To be in a state of the rising tide with waters abound.

With a red body wet all over with mud, the lady crab
Come out from her hole from the mudflat;
Is starting to climb the Khayar bush,
For in the southern part, in the sea the tide begins to push.

With a silver-foil wing, the dragonfly
Feeling insecure, jumps out clear
From a cluster of reeds, near the shore,
For the tide has started to grow.

At the time of the tide's rise,
Flows up the flower Beda,
The reed-piper applauds and claps the reeds together,
And longingly greets her.

The Byaing brothers, their wings white and pure,
With necks inclined broodingly, at the shore they waited,
The fishermen, again lurk, for food in the water,
For the tide's now abated.

With a red body wet all over with mud, the lady crab
With a hand upright nature, at the mouth of a hole makes a regal posture,
For the tide is now falling back.

With a silver-foil wing, the dragonfly again
Took shelter, in the reed cluster,
For the tide has fallen.

At the time of the tide's reflux,
Flows down the flower Beda,
The reed-piper waves the leaves of it's plant,
And longingly wishes her.

Zawgyi
(University of Rangoon Annual Magazine, 1957-1959)

NOTE
Byaing: The Little egret bird (Egretta garzetta)
Khayar: The prickly poppy plant (Argemone mexicana)

Saturday, February 26, 2011

HYACINTH'S WAY BY ZAWGYI

Hyacinth's Way (4)

NO NEED TO GUESS

Ma Beda, doesn't want to halt the night.
At any village, any camp, any shore or banking place;
She rejoices, when the tides rise,
The proud Beda, till the water-rise is over,
Goes up with the water.

Ma Beda, doesn't want to halt the night,
At any village, any camp, any shore or banking place;
She's happy at heart, with the tides' reflux
Miss Beda, down till she reaches the sea,
Ride the waters in glee.

With the female Boke sounding moans,
And the piper playing tunes non-stop in sweet tones;
Ma Beda, to her rising and falling way,
She never had, the need to guess
I should say.

Zawgyi
(University of Rangoon Annual Magazine, 1957-1959)

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

HYACINTH'S WAY BY ZAWGYI

Hyacinth's Way (3)

WHICH VILLAGE LANDING PLACE

On the surface of the creek, in rows,
The friend of the water, the floating Beda flower
At the bank's bend lies still, at the straight on it goes,
The wind's still over the creek but the water, Oh! how it flows.

The reed-piper playing the pipe,
Competing the female Boke in melody,
Sits at the creek's brink site;
The Boke leads and the piper plays in antiphony,
He says, he yearned for Ma Beda,
Who comes and goes, with the tidal flows
The rising and falling water's flower.

The reed-piper with a little pipe, a sweetly playing one,
He says, go up with the tide, and down with the ebb glide
From which city and village landing place do you come?
And with blue blossoms, at which sandbank brown
Are you thinking of sleeping when the sun cools down?

Zawgyi
(University of Rangoon Annual Magazine, 1957-1959)

NOTE
Boke: The greater coucal bird (Centropus Sinensis)

Monday, February 7, 2011

HYACINTH'S WAY BY ZAWGYI

Hyacinth's Way (2)

THIS IS MY WAY

Rejoicing in the tidal creek, the blue coloured Miss Beda,
Giving pretext of the jasmine flower, she wants
To dock at the shore near.

Rejoicing in the tidal creek, Miss Beda of a bluish colour,
Giving pretext of the belle lady, she fancies
To stop at the shore here.

Rjoicing in the tidal creek, bluish Miss Beda,
Giving pretext of the amall stupa, she desires
To land at th shore hither.

With a sail aloft while I glide,
The words of the piper I have learned to abide,
Wearing like a sash the noble wish of escape, bluish lady Beda
Following up in the tidal creek's water,
She says, this is my way; no other.

Zawgyi
(University of Rangoon Annual Magazine, 1957-1959)

NOTE
Noble wish of escape: The wish of escape from endless births or Samsara, and taking the other way round, it means the attainment of Nivirna.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

HYACINTH'S WAY BY ZAWGYI

Hyacinth's Way (1)

THIS IS YOUR WAY

Ma Beda wearing the sapphire flower,
So dainty is she, traversing up and down with the flow,
In the tidal creek on the way of the Beda,
All in a row.

Oh! friend reed-piper,
Ma Beda, all fresh and blue prepares to approach the shore,
The beauteous jasmine, the clean white flower
On the shore, a childhood acquintane of yore
With her retinue of butterflies, and to where she happily stays,
How she wnts to run and meet, she says.

Your kindness in wanting to meet,
Because 'tis is a yearning song of love from childhood years,
Is so cool and sweet;
The butterfly carries the nectar, and jasmine is not free either
With the flower blooming and gay,
This tidal way of the hyacinth, is your way.

Oh! friend reed-piper,
Ma Beda, all fresh and blue prepares to approach the shore.
At that bend, the lover of Koyin Phe-his dear,
The maiden behaving jin an enchanting manner;
In the hand of the maiden, Miss Beda says
She likes to look at her secretive loving face in a smilling way.

Your sympathy in wanting to peep,
Because 'tis a pathetic lovable song to hear,
Is so cool and sweet;
Lovingly at heart to the blue coloured dear,
What if the maiden should unconsciously crush her?
With the flower blooming and gay,
This tidal way of the hyacinth, is your way.

Oh! friend reed-piper,
Ma Beda, all fresh and blue prepares to approah the shore;
The belts from the tiered and ornamented finial of the pagoda,
From the open field chimes sweetly as before,
The sun is down, with colours brown
With Nivirna in the mind, wishes to pay
A visit there, she says.

Your benevolence in wanting to pay a visit, humble and meek
Because 'tis a song that expresses sufferings tires,
Is so cool and sweet;
Aim and wish resolutely for the escape from endless birth's quagmire,
With the flower blooming and gay,
This tidal way of the hyacinth, is your way.

The waters of the creek are fully abundant,
And the south winds gently enter,
with sails so magnificent,
To reach the goal, dear flower
Make an effort and endeavour.

Zawgyi
(University of Rangoon Annual Magazine, 1957-1959)


NOTE
Ma Beda: Water hyacinth (Eichornia crassipes) is called "Beda" in Burmese. It grows in the deltaic creeks and streams, floating up and down wjith the ebb and rise of the tide. The poet metaphorically uses the word "Ma Beda" meaning "Miss Beda", in the whole series of his poems. He compares the hyacinth to a girl.

Koyin Phe: A young novice Buddhist monk is called "Koyin" in Burmese. A youth who had left his novice monkhood is still called Koyin, thus Koyin Phe is "Young Mister Phe".

Nivirna: The goal of all Buddhists, where life and death is extinct.

Reed-piper: The peasant who plays a reed pipe.


Water hyacinth


REFERENCE 
Hyacinth Way, Transcomposed by Ah-May Thar
First Edition, August, 1997
Myawaddy Publishing House, Yangon(Rangoon).

BRIEF BIOGRAPHY OF ZAWGYI
Zawgyi (12 April 1907-26 September 1990) was born in Phyapon township, Irrawaddy Division, Burma(Myanmar). Sayar Zawgyi, real name U Thein Han was a distinguished and leading Burmese poet, author, literary historian, critic, scholar and academic. He was one of the leaders of the Khit San movement in Burmese Literature searching new style and content before the Second World War, along with Theippan Maung Wa, New Soe and Min Thu Wun. His Khit San poetry, Padauk Pan (Padauk flower), was published in Hantha Kyemon pamphlet. His most memorable work was a play titled Maha Hsan Gyinthu, which was published in 1934. His most famous poem was Beda Lan (The Hyacinth's Way) that traces a journey life's ups and downs, published in 1963.
Zawgyi was educated at the Myoma National High School in Rangoon. He went to the University of Rangoon, passed the intermediate level with credits in Burmese and won the "The Doe Aung" prize. After graduating with a B.A. in 1929, majoring in Burmese Literature, English Literature, Oriental and Far East History, Zawgyi became a tutor in the Burmese Department at the University of Rangoon in 1931. Zawgyi returned to the Myoma School to teach until 1934. After achieving the M.A. degree from the Rangoon University in 1936, he became a tutor in Burmese at the Mandalay Intermediate college until 1938. Then he went to England to study at the University of London and then at the University of Dublin for the Diploma in Library Science.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Happy Birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LU MAW


Lu donated some money for Sima Hall at Mingalarama Vihara, U.S.A


Here are some wishes for Lu's birthday.
Lexi said:
"Hope you have a great 12th. birthday"

Mr. Parker, Lu's teacher said:
"Lu! I hope you have a great birthday"

Violetta said:
"I hope you have the best birthday ever and a great 2011"

Autumn said:
"Hope you have the best 12th. birthday ever!"

Sarah Goswick, Lu's teacher said:
"Happy 12th. birthday! I hope you have a great day. What are you planning on doing?"

Yashaswini said:
"Happy birthday Lu Keith"


Shiling Zhao said:
"Happy birthday Lu! May peace and happiness conquor your soul. Live a happy and healthy life with many friends to help you and look after you. Keep strong and keep believing, and one day you will be able to grab hold of whatever suites you best. You might become the smartest or nicest person in the world, or you could own a famous company and become the world's most famous trillionaire. Happy and may all of your dreams and wishes come true."

Arleigh said:
"I hope you have a great birthday!"

Alex Shin said:
"Happy birthday Lu! Have a good birthday."


Quang said:
"I enjoy you being with us and hope you have a happy and great birthday. I also hope you get the presents you want."

Minki said:
"I hope you have a great birthday. I really enjoy you being with us."


HAPPY
BIRTHDAY
LU!







Saturday, January 1, 2011

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2011



New Year Present
For All

THREE GOOD THINGS
Try to do the three good things____
  • Do good deeds;
  • Say good words;
  • Think good thoughts.
So, good deeds, good speech and good thoughts
will be your (all) guide.

THREE "DON'Ts"
Never do, say or think anything
that is harmful
to others.

THREE "DOs"
There are three "DOs" you need
to practise.
They are
Find light in the dark;
Stay clean and clear in a mess;
Keep cool in the heat.

(Words of Guidance given by Venerable Maha Bodhi Tahtaung Sayardawgyi)

Friday, December 31, 2010

GOODBYE DECEMBER

Goodbye December...
Today is the last day of the year.
We had met....
.....................
so many memorable things
in entire year.

Just a few days before
the end of the December,
I had watched
Insein Prison Tayar Pwae
of Sitagu Sayardawgyi.
(please, watch here)

http://shwevideos.net/watch.php?v=oQ6NPU2Yx5p1o


Then I had read
a book, "What is the hell of living?"
written by U Win Tin.

Analyzing and realizing
about those different
point of view were flying
in my mine.
Finally,
we will exist in our life
like the song, "Ba Wa Than Tha yar"
by U Thu Kha.

(please, listen here)




Hey!!!come on January!
Welcome
Welcome
Welcome warmly
and hope to see you
with optimism
surely.


Composed by Virginia Lu
December 31, 2010
08:07 AM

Friday, December 24, 2010

QUEEN - Thank God It's Christmas





WISHING YOU HOLIDAY
THAT SHINES BRIGHTLY WITH JOY
AND PEACE THAT LASTS ALL THROUGH THE YEAR.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

The Kachin's last stand



Hope to become a peaceful Kachin land.
We need constructive engagement.
CONSTRUCTIVE ENGAGEMENT
CONSTRUCTIVE ENGAGEMENT
CONSTRUCTIVE ENGAGEMENT

Friday, December 17, 2010

MY FATHER



Remembrance of thirty days annual (Nov. 17- Dec. 17, 2010)
For
My father

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

NATIONAL DAY

National Day
(10th. Waning of Tazaungmone, 1372 ME)


Please click on following link for National Day ceremony of NLD.


 į€”မ်ဳိးį€žား ျပန္į€œį€Š္ į€žį€„့္ျမတ္ေရး ႀကိဳးပမ္းရန္ စစ္နစို...: "ခ်င္းမုိင္(မဇိ၄်မ)။ ။ နမ်ဳိးį€žား ျပန္į€œį€Š္ į€žį€„့္ျမတ္ေရးနတြက္ နျမန္ဆံုး နေကာင္į€”į€‘į€Š္ေဖာ္ရန္ နတိုက္နခံ နမ်ဳိးį€žား ဒီမိုကေရစီ နဖြဲ႔ခ်ဳပ္က စစ္နစ..."

Daw Aung San Suu Kyi's video msg to Foreign Policy.flv

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Suu Kyi and her son take a stroll through Bogyoke Market



LOOK HOW BURMESE PEOPLE LOVE DAW AUNG SAN SUU KYI
LOOK HOW BURMESE PEOPLE LOVE DAW AUNG SAN SUU KYI
LOOK HOW BURMESE PEOPLE LOVE DAW AUNG SAN SUU KYI

Daw Aung San Suu Kyi and her son went to Bogyoke Market at Rangoon on Nov. 30, 2010.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

THE WAY

(1)

REUNION...
................
................




(2)

MEMORIAL...
..................
..................







AT THE MOMENT.

(3)

ARRIVE...
..............
..............

(4)

DEPART...
..............
..............
ON THE WAY.



THE WAY

(1)
Reunion...
..............
..............

(2)
Memorial...
...............
...............
At the moment.

(3)
Arrive...
...........
...........

(4)
Depart...
............
............
On the way.


Composed by Virginia Lu
Nov. 25, 2010


Friday, November 12, 2010

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Sunday, September 12, 2010

SHAKESPEARE'S TEAR

SHAKESPEARE’S TEAR






( 1 )


A Child
Is crying at a small broken hut.
Lack of feeding,
Lack of sleeping.
Even people are passing around him,
No one has a chance
To taking care of him.
The wild wind is kissing.
Some disable stars are giving lighting.
He is still crying
Hope is flying away, away,
And far away
From him.

( 2 )
A woman
Is teaching at a broken class.
Sometime she is laughing,
Sometime she is discussing
But, only disable tables and chairs
Seem to be listening her weak voice.
Even people are passing around her,
No one has a chance
To following up her class.
She is still teaching.
Sound of bell is flying away, away,
And far away
From her.
( 3 )
A farmer
Is working at a small field.
Sometime he is talking,
Sometime he is shouting
To his co-worker, a pair of cows.
Never go back home again
Actually, he is only alive around field.
No family, no facilities, no safety,
And having so many no, no, no...
But, he is still working.
Sound of his breathing is flying away, away,
And far away
From him.
( 4 )
Good evening,
Mr. Shakespeare.*
What do you think about it?
This is a real, real
And absolutely reality
But, no opera,
No orchestra
In the Irrawaddy delta,
Which was a victim of cyclone Nargis.
You might call as a plot writer
Made in Burma.

 
COMPOSED BY VIRGINIA LU

JAN 8, 2010

11:10 PM





*WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE (1564-1616)

WORLD’S MOST POPULAR PLOT WRITER