Dagon

                                                                 Dagon
1. Dagon is an old town,
    Far older than its name.
    The English found some homes there
    When William Wallace came;
    Lately they took themselves away,
    But untouched they leave its fame.
                                           2. Dagon  is a big city now
                                               But always incomplete,
                                               With tons of brick and mortar
                                               And extending miles of street,
                                               Hosts of cheerful human hearts
                                               And ever-hurrying feet.
3. Dagon is a busy town
    Where traffic never stops,
    Men around the offices.
    Women swarm the shops,
    Children fill the various schools
    Or play with kites and tops.
                                        4.Dagon is a rich town
                                           With gold and goods galore;
                                            More jewels in woman fineries
                                            Than ever monarchs wore;
                                            More wealth within its boundaries
                                            Than Pegan Kings of yore.
5. Dagon is a gay town
    To those who knew its ways.
    For one can get everything
    So long as one sufficiently pays.
    World travellers come and go
    And willingly give their praise.
                                        6. Dagon is a crowded town
                                            Since its freedom from English reign,
                                            For the country-folk come and stay
                                            Just to rid from insurgents' srain.
                                            Roads and drains in hopeless state
                                            Keeping every one from healthy gain.
7.Dagon was my birth-place right
   Being cradled in its lap.
   With all its brisk and bustling ways,
   Never have I experienced a mishap.
   Thank Lord Buddha for my shining star
   That guides me over every gap.
                                        8. Dagon is a sacred town
                                            With Shwedagon, the auspicious shrine;
                                            Aloft it stands in golden spire
                                            Looking so majestic and fine.
                                            Hoads of pilgrims make yearly visits
                                            In raiments of different design.
9. Dagon is metropolitan town,
    Where the President in Aindaw lives,
    Ruling in, lieu of Absolute Monarchs.
    People, getting greatly roused, now give
    Tokens to erect the two Houses,
    For governing the Union into progressive.
                                                       A Scout.
(Taken from The Young Nationalist Magazine)
Note: Dagon is the former name of Yangon

Poetry Reading and Talks at Pansodan Scene

Poetry Reading and Talks at Pansodan Scene

The poetry reading and talks by five poets was conducted at Pansodan Scene on Pansodan Street on 15^th May, 2019 from 1 pm to 4 pm. The poets namely Thitsarni, Ko Yway, Pandora, Min Htet Maung and Maung Lin Yeik read out their poems at the event.

Sayar Thitsarni reciting poems

As a poetry reading event, several people attended well at the poetic infused event with much enjoyment, enthusiasm and eagerness. The event was a part of Bahu Festival organized by Pansodan Scene.

Poet Ko Yway and a young poetess read poems

At this event, not only poetry reading but also showcasing the hand-writings and poems of the five poets greeted the people with a kind of such gentleness. Each poet read five or six poems of their own to the enjoyment of the people.

 

Poet Min Htet Maung reading his poems

 After the poetry reading, people asked some questions to the poets who answered questions thoroughly. In a token of respect to the audience, Poet Maung Lin Yeik said that they would try to hold this kind of poetry reading again.

audience

Poet Ko Yway and audience

Poet Maung Lin Yeik

The poetry reading ended around 4 pm and still people could hang around the venue to look at the original handwritings and poems of the poets, and they could ruminate on their enjoyment until they left the scene.●

Photos and texts by San Lin Tun