In the park Monceau birds are singing. Endlessly. In the park Monceau …. The
The cut the grass in the park Monceau. Winters and springs along the cut.
In the park Monceau children play. They speak French...
Jamby DZHUSUBALIEVA (essayist; Kyrgyzstan) is a frequent contributor to the Kyrgyz and Russian press. From 2000 to 2003, she served as an official at Kyrgystan's Permanent Mission to the UN in Geneva. Since 2009 she has taught philosophy and art at American University in Central Asia (Bishkek) and at the Academy of the State Management of Kyrgyzstan. Her research includes studies of Buddhism’s impact on Central Asia. She currently hosts a cultural interview show for the Kyrgyz Public TV (Channel One).
Jamby is one of the nine original Silk Routes: Heritage, Trade, Practice project participants who met in the Maldives in the spring of 2014 to discuss shared heritages and writing traditions. Jamby is currently conducting a Silk Routes mini-grant entitled, "Djailoo Reading."
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The landscape of the Kyrgyz so-called written literature (in comparison with the-still existing oral tradition in poetry and epic genres) - of the late 1920s and early 1930s is a scene of dull and engaged writings.... media_text
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“Djailoo” in traditional Kyrgyz culture is a fundamental concept, embodying the summer pasture and grazing, where every year during warm period Kyrgyz nomads move their families and yurt homes. “Djailoo” occurs not... media_text
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I grew up in the Soviet Union. In one of the “southern” Central Asian parts, in the most wildly beautiful country, the Kyrgyz Republic, among a people with an ancient, not to say archaic life history/biography, in... media_text
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Morning I can’t believe the evening ever comes, media_text
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My old lady lives by Garden Luxemburg, media_text
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It was in a remote village in the Kyrgyz Pamir Mountains. I remember vividly the beauty of that night. It was a beautiful night with a bright and generous moon. The firmament of stars suspended so low. In the bright... media_text
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I grew up in the Soviet Union. In one of the “southern” Central Asian parts, in the most wildly beautiful country, the Kyrgyz Republic, among a people with an ancient, not to say archaic life history/biography, in... media_text
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