All For Peace, Peace For All Guntur is not the largest (about 750 thousand inhabitants), but one of the most densely populated cities in the world, located in the central-eastern part of India, only 40 km from the Bay of Bengal, almost 1,800 km by rail from New Delhi, a journey which takes at least 33 hours (I have not tried). Here in Guntur the International Poetry Festival is organized (last September for the 13th time), traditionally in the buildings of JKC College, which for the occasion is always decorated with fresh flowers, petals and twigs. Outside there are tuk-tuks, scooters, and cars speeding in various directions, seemingly without any order or plan. Noise and chaos. And inside, behind the door – several hundred people enjoying poetry. Unreal... The latest festival, for obvious reasons, took place online, but I want to bring back memories about the 12th edition of the festival, which happened in September 2019, as it is worth to mention. Our polish group was invited To India by Dr. Lanka Siva Rama Prasad – an extraordinary man: an Indian poet, translator, publisher, editor, philanthropist and a respected doctor of cardiac surgery. This was a group of Polish poets: Alicja Kuberska (Inowrocław), Agnieszka Jarzębowska (Sieradz), Izabela Zubko with her husband Rafał and daughter Agnieszka (Warsaw), Ryszard Grajek (Czechowice-Dziedzice), Anna Czachorowska (Warsaw), Bożena Helena Nowak-Mazur (UK) and Renata Cygan (UK). I met Prasad in Poland, during the Slavic Poetry Festival in Czechowice-Dziedzice in 2018, where I had the role to be his personal translator (from the <strong>English</strong> language of course). Prasad is an open man, very easy going, kind, and full of good, positive energy, so he quickly made friends with Polish poets. And during one nice evening (full of poetry, food, and liquors of all kinds) he decided to invite us to India. If anyone took this announcement seriously, it certainly wasn’t me. But Prasad had kept his promise. In September 2019, very excited, we found ourselves (with the group mentioned above) at a poetry festival in the heart of Asia. Poetry festivals; what are they for? – someone would ask. For poets who for a moment want to feel appreciated? For organizers or city authorities who want to fulfill some missions, or just settle their political 104 1 0 4 <strong>POST</strong> <strong>SCRIPTUM</strong> responsibilities? Or maybe (warmer, warmer) – for ordinary people – lovers of words, random listeners, and most of all, for students – young people for whom meeting with live poets and their work is contact with another, maybe a bit strange and surprising, world? I assure you – at each such meeting there is at least one young mind that will “click” and listen with understanding and appreciation. And even for this only one soul, it is worth visiting these poetic festival places and sharing our poetry. In India, there were many such interesting young souls. You can see in them some unusual eagerness for knowledge, for learning, some hunger for exploring new paths. This is what struck me most at the festival in Guntur: selfless involvement of the students, willingness to help – incognito, without complaint, with a smile on the face, and great respect for the guest. For us – accustomed to western directness – it was even slightly embarrassing at times. Indian people are: polite, well behaved, they have respect for visitors, they are extremely hospitable and proud of their traditions. In such an atmosphere of mutual respect and curiosity, our group of Polish poets, for the first time in history, took part in the 12th International Poetry Festival – Guntur 2019, under the slogan: All For Peace, Peace For All. The hosts of the festivals in Guntur are two lecturers at JKC College – Nagasuseela Panchumarthi and Gopichand Paruchuri. With their hard work – their own and the young volunteers’ – they have achieved real success. During the 12 years of these events, several thousand (I am not exaggerating, I have checked this) poets, writers, publishers, artists, literature professors, and all sorts of enthusiasts of the written word passed through college buildings. Among them – our Polish representation. Numerically modest, but undoubtedly treated like VIPs. The organizers provided us with an accommodation, food, transport and tourist attractions. For the occasion of the festival, an Anthology The Vase was published, containing poems from around the world (in <strong>English</strong>), including ours. Someone will ask about the spoken language (quite important in case of poetry). Well, in this part of India, the native language is Telugu (spoken by over 80 million people!). Of course, there is also the national language – Hindi. But the festival was conducted in <strong>English</strong>, which they learn from early
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