#HerStories is an evening of poetry and prose that promotes augmenting the voices and perspectives of Ethiopian women through the written word. An annual event, #HerStories features multigenerational women writers of various backgrounds and experiences. This year, the program will take place on November 6th at the Alliance Ethio Francaise under the theme #Herresillience.
@Earuyan solutions is a social justice and impact-driven feminist social enterprise supporting organizations and individuals to promote gender equality and transformative feminist leadership.
Warming: the event will be held indoors. For sanitary reasons, audience will be limited to more or less 30 people, on a first-come first-served basis. The event will be streamed live as well. Link will be shared on the Facebook event page.
Please bring your ID to get in Alliance.
The event was made possible thanks to the support of Yefikir Design, Creations by Dina and Mems Studio.

ሠላም ሠላም ጤና ይስጥልን ፣ ቅዳሜ ጥቅምት 28 ቀን 2013 (ከቀኑ 10:00 ጀምሮ) የመስመር ላይ (ኦንላይን) ግጥማዊ ቅዳሜ እናስተናግዳለን! ይህ ምናባዊ የጥበብ መድረክ ለሁሉም ሰው ክፍት ነው።
"ዙም" ላይ ይቀላቀሉ ወይም በፌስቡክ ቀጥታ ይመልከቱን! ለማንበብ ፍላጎት ካለዎት አስቀድመው በውስጥ መስመር መልዕክት በመላክ ያሳውቁን፡፡ እንደ ሁልጊዜው ሁሉ ያለ ቋንቋ፣እድሜ እና ርዕስ ገደብ አምስት ደቂቃ ይኖርዎታል። እዚያው እንገናኝ!

https://us02web.zoom.us/j/71147805916

Hey everyone, this Saturday, November 7th at 4pm, we will host online Poetic Saturdays! Virtual Poetry is open to everyone. Call in and join by Zoom or watch live on Facebook! If you're interested in reading, let us know beforehand or, if you join in on Zoom, send us a private message. As always, you'll have five minutes and we encourage all languages, all ages, and all topics. See you there!

https://us02web.zoom.us/j/71147805916

cracks between you and me(in my side)

In my side, there is naked bars and parking lot's
There is also air so tin, that could be breath in softly but yet it falt heavy in the inside
There is sky to dark,that will make you wonder if you love the darkness more than your loved once

My side on Sunday
On Sunday, we have a ceremony of visiting the grave yard of dead relationships
Shattered hearts holding black flowers

I think it's because most came to tragic conclusion that love is not enough or good reason to stay together

Or most have been torn apart to many times that the lines do not fit anymore

Or most become to fragile to believe in love or second chance
Or, or you had to kiss a fool and some how you let the kiss to fool you
Or you meet people that are the most successful lier's

My side on Saturday,
Every Saturday there is an event held at the East side, with the title of "the art of slipping away from loved once"

You would walk-in, but your pride will be the Rob that tie's you up and you will fall on your self seem

Every Saturday, you would buy more hate, more disgrace with cheeper price and if you lucky even for free

Every Saturday, you would buy dead flowers to represent your soul

Every Saturday, you would buy sleeping pills, to avoid the day light

And from Friday to Monday after midnight,
There is a game where your memories play tag with your soul

Sometimes they play during the day and anxiety tie's you to bed
Your body and your mind become a broken Maze
There will be no way out so you slip in to the darkness slowly then you become the darkness itself.

My side, there is only grave yard of broken heart and dark souls.



@freetalkk

እነማንን ይዘንላችሁ እንደምንቅርብ ለማወቅ ገጾቻችንን በቴሌግራም፣ ፌስቡክ እና ኢንስታግራም ተከታተሉን።

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ዝግጅቱን ልዩ ጥሪ የተደረገላቸው እና ቀድመው ቦታ ያስያዙ ሰዎች ብቻ በአካል ይታደሙታል። በዙም እና ፌስቡክ ደግሞ ያላችሁበት ድረስ እንመጣለን።

በገለጥነው የኛው ቀለም
ጥዑም ግጥም እናጣጥም

#ግጥምሲጥም #ግጥማዊቅዳሜ #ጥዑምግጥም

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I kill the poet in me
,
,
I kill the poet in me,
In a way catastrophic
But not sudden or uncalled for
No,
I don't mean the entropic darkness of being a poet,
Which arises from a nature of sensetivity to feel every life,
like absorbing an ocean in a single breath,
Somehow a rather delicate state of the heart
Because at the end,
No matter what, the sigh is about finding an antidote to celebrate the ordeal of being alive.

But mine is indifferent.

I kill the poet In me rather in the process
In the process
Where the heart suffers from too much reason
While the mind from reminiscent of the heart
In a quest either to settle or to conquer
And many attempts in between,
None festive.

In the process to accustom,
of feeling less and thinking more
In an ambition to evolve
to learn
to tame
to detach from memory,
to detach from emotion,
to detach from time,
All consequences of the mind
Kill the poet in me.

But what is a poet without a profound attachment or vulnerability to feel anyway?
And what good does a poet's mind,if not the heart anyway?

2003
#ሰይፈተማም #ግጥምሲጥም #ግጥማዊቅዳሜ

ሰማይ ሆይ!
( #በድጋሚ_የተገረበ )
ተስፋችን አረግንህ
የእግዜር መቀመጫ
አንጋጠን አየንህ
እየጠፋን መውጫ
ይኸው ለዘመናት
ስርህ ተኮልኩለን
ስንባዝን ስንማስን
ስንከስም ስንባክን
ይኸው ለዘመናት
ይዘኸው የላዩን
ስታየን ስታየን
ስታየን ስታየን
ዘመኖች አለፉ
ባንተ እንደተከፉ
የተነኑ እንባዎች እንዳርከፈከፉ
ባትሰማም ታያለህ
አምናለሁ ታያለህ-ይህ ግጥም ከታየህ
ሰማይ ሆይ . . . ከንቱ ነህ!
ቱ!
ሰይፈ ተማም 2003

ሠላም ሠላም ጤና ይስጥልን ፣ ቅዳሜ ጥቅምት 28 ቀን 2013 (ከቀኑ 10:00 ጀምሮ) የመስመር ላይ (ኦንላይን) ግጥማዊ ቅዳሜ እናስተናግዳለን! ይህ ምናባዊ የጥበብ መድረክ ለሁሉም ሰው ክፍት ነው።
"ዙም" ላይ ይቀላቀሉ ወይም በፌስቡክ ቀጥታ ይመልከቱን! ለማንበብ ፍላጎት ካለዎት አስቀድመው በውስጥ መስመር መልዕክት በመላክ ያሳውቁን፡፡ እንደ ሁልጊዜው ሁሉ ያለ ቋንቋ፣እድሜ እና ርዕስ ገደብ አምስት ደቂቃ ይኖርዎታል። እዚያው እንገናኝ!

https://us02web.zoom.us/j/71147805916

Hey everyone, this Saturday, November 7th at 4pm, we will host online Poetic Saturdays! Virtual Poetry is open to everyone. Call in and join by Zoom or watch live on Facebook! If you're interested in reading, let us know beforehand or, if you join in on Zoom, send us a private message. As always, you'll have five minutes and we encourage all languages, all ages, and all topics. See you there!

https://us02web.zoom.us/j/71147805916

የጥቅምትን ወር የግጥም መጽሔት እንሆ አቅርበናል።
በቀጣይ መጽሔታችን የእናንተኑ ስራ እንጠብቃለን።
በ shorturl.at/gwMO6 ገብታችሁ እዩልን፣ አውርዳችሁም የራሳችሁ ልታደርጉት ትችላላችሁ፣ አንብባችሁ ስታበቁ ግን አስተያየት አቀብሉን።

ግጥማቸውንና ምስሎቻቸውን እያቀበሉ ወሩን ላደመቁልን ሁሉ ምስጋና ይድረስ!!!
#ግጥምሲጥም #ግጥማዊቅዳሜ #ጥበብበአደባባይ #የግጥምመጽሔት
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Cover Photo Credit: ማርቆስ ዘመንበረ ልዑል

Gone ... Gone ... Gone

I don't know where I am
Its dark
I only see nothing
Nothingness
That's when I knew I went too far
Too far gone

I don't know where I am or who
I kept on asking
All there was was a road
So I kept on going

gone ... gone ... gone

I don't know where I am
It getting too dark
Too blurry too vague

I only see nothing
Nothingness

Thats when I knew I went too far too far gone

I don't know where I am

or Who

Who I was
Who I am
Who I will be
Even who I am being

I kept on asking
All there was was a road
So I kept on going

There was times
I wished I could go back
I tried...

Some how no matter which way I tried to go all roads seems to lead me to the same destination

Nothingness

Now I am facing the Dark

I couldn't let it sink in to my heart
I didn't wanted to go in to it
I didn't wanted to pass through it

Or "Let it" pass through me

But it felt like I had no choice

I can't go back and
I can't stop either.

Ted Estif

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