TabebuiaOnce a yearIt is in the moodto sing with Sinatra—Half a lovenever appealed to me.The rest of the yearit sits in the back rowand hears others sing.Then springwhispers somethingindecent into its ears.And look—not a leaf.As if Van Gogh,in one of his mad afternoons,forgot the canvasand attacked the sky.Flowers.Flowers.Only flowers.For the sake of artit has ditched … Continue reading Bengaluru Spring’s Blue Eyed Boy
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Back after a long gap
waiting for sunrise: serenity beach Puducherry I know I have written so few blog posts in the last three years. My last post was way back in August 2023. It is not that I have not been writing. But the things I have written, mostly official things, though in volumes, are destined to gather dust. … Continue reading Back after a long gap
A Medley of Lyrical Outpourings
Even though Heartfelt Symphonies is her first poetry collection to be published, Chinmayee Gayatree Sahu is no first time author. She pours her heart out regularly on her blog Chinmayee's Creations. She has already published a collection of short stories titled Five Petals which I had reviewed earlier. I have been more familiar with her … Continue reading A Medley of Lyrical Outpourings
the summer of separation
I am not the only one to feel the pangs of separation. The village pond waits for the return of lilies and the river bed for the black clouds. Is the short night the only solace? Even for the leaves of the gulmohour? It expands beyond the stars as I toss and turn and … Continue reading the summer of separation
How I met my books
The Little Clay Cart Some of the interesting books I have read are associated with their own interesting stories about how I came across the books or, in what circumstances I read the books. While helping my father-in-law arranging his home library a couple of years back I came across an Odia version of the … Continue reading How I met my books
Amarnath yatra : down memory lane (Part-3)
Amarnath Yatra : down memory lane (Part-1) This year, the form has become formless. But the priest insists we bow. After a glimpse of the void we retrace our path back to the tenth ox. The story of the tenth ox is like this. Some Japanese Buddhist traditions use a series of ten pictures … Continue reading Amarnath yatra : down memory lane (Part-3)
kahaniyon ko leke hi to ladte hai hum
कहानियों को लेके ही लड़ते हम कहानियां धर्म के नाम पर जाति के नाम पर देश के नाम पर भगवान के नाम पर कहानियों को लेके ही बनते हैं स्वर्ग और नर्क कहानियां इसलिए बनाते हैं ताकि हम लड़ सकें लड़ा सके बस एक ही शौक है हमें लड़ने का और लड़ाने का … Continue reading kahaniyon ko leke hi to ladte hai hum
speak, so that we understand your silence
Long long agohalf a millennia before Jesus was borna prince went away far from the madding crowdto find answers to the questions that would not let him sleepthat would not let him live or die. After six years of travelling and searchingone day he gave up his efforts and felldeep into silence.He became one with the … Continue reading speak, so that we understand your silence
In search of the Missing Father
Robert Bly - Poet, Essayist, and Activist Modern civilization is more cruel to men than women - not from a misogynistic point of view. This is a recurring theme of the poetry of Robert Bly who is also an activist and a therapist. In the days of yore when there was no formal schooling, knowledge … Continue reading In search of the Missing Father
sweet absence
It would be good to end the poetry writing month at least with one poem. I don't hail from any native Hindi Speaking region. Apart from learning the Hindi Alphabets sometime in Class VI, Bollywood has been my Hindi Pathsaala. This is my attempt at translating one of my poems into Hindi. This poem originally … Continue reading sweet absence
PEBBLES AND WAVES 