I can't imagine what loss sounds like, perhaps...
you said "wait", and so i did...
This is a follow up to my mythical figure assignment The Mystic of Mackinnon Road and here I had to be an object in the myth. The Padre’s Shroud beside my bold silk of silver finery they kneel, murmur, plead, chant bargaining with elaborate promises hope drenched whispers, ituri filters through to your kaburi do you … Continue reading The Padre’s Shroud
she woke to the scent of unscraped henna infused with eucalyptus oil hint of auburn, a tinge of pride, a bride expectant, once upon a time
I had shared my poem Unnoticed on Twitter. Only a poet could respond with such precise but eloquent thoughts that left me wordless. Here is a conversation between @SonyaKassam and @IssaShivji light is light as always bright darkness she eludes illusion she deludes passion she lures higher she soars envy she abhors love she adores light is feeble, … Continue reading A Conversation with a Poet
every silver lining .... A photo I took several years ago. Complete the caption if you wish :)
at the point where night bids farewell she raises her head, crowned by a pallu of sizzling red, gold a slender mangalsutra enhances her slightly inverted neck the strongest of henna the darkest of kohl the boldest of kumkum a piercing flame from the nath as ittar fades into memories of a thousand jasmine buds … Continue reading sweet tears
It is true Dreams are not for the weak You need courage to imagine Persistence to hope Self-respect to keep walking Dreams are fragile *** Today I have the pleasure to celebrate courage. The courage of my dear friend Kanwal who has shown a whole lot of us how to tackle life when it deals us an … Continue reading Celebrating Courage