Déjà vu is a word I’ve read about, but this place makes me feel it in the bones. Have I been here before? Going with my life history, this is the first visit. But why did I feel drawn to this god-forsaken place? I’ve read too many stories on rebirth. So, I go around looking … Continue reading Deja Vu
The Hunter’s Moon is called ‘Sharad Purnima’ or ‘Kojagiri Purnima’ in India. Believers used to place a bowl of rice pudding on the terrace under the moon for the night, and then consume it. The effect of moon rays on the lactic acid molecules in milk is supposed to be beneficial. The starch in rice … Continue reading Sharad Purnima
Resigned sojourn …. by Deborah
Written In Response To:
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #108 – PROMPT: You can choose any one line out of the seven given here, and use it as the first line for your piece. Here are the seven lines to choose from:
“For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons;
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.”
Source: “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T.S. Eliot
“Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.”
Source:“Dirge Without Music” by Edna St. Vincent Millay:
For I have already known them all
through the risings and the falls
evenings, mornings, afternoons
life’s tragic and comedic cartoons
drowning darkness of the grave
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Organ transplants set me thinking. How many components of my life are replaceable? Companies have different policies. -Some sell gadgets cheap, but charge more on spare parts. -Some create use-and-throw pieces - with no scope for repair or replacement of spare parts. One is compelled to buy a new one. -Some flaunt their after-sales service … Continue reading Overhaul
Love is a battlefield - of emotions, opinions, personalities, ingrained beliefs. And one often wonders how did they overlook this in the first flush? We love to be wanted, desired by someone - but often miss the basic question - for what reasons? It has led to theories that marriage is an unnatural state of … Continue reading Life’s a stage
Carson pulled at his neck tie as the air became heavy with organ music and she approached clouded in white. He had not intended this farce to attain the grandeur he was seeing. It was a contract - a marriage being solemnised so that he gets his share of the inheritance. Being married was a … Continue reading Rethink
The Great Betrayer ….. by Sadje
Welcome to a poetic week!
The Prompt;
I’ve chosen two short pieces of iconic poetry, which are given below. However, your task is not necessarily to write a poem.You can choose any one line out of the seven given here, and use it as the first line for your piece.You can choose to end the piece with another line, but it is not a compulsion.
I look forward to see where the lines take you.
“For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons;
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.”
Source: “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T.S. Eliot
“Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know…
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Dissenting thoughts ….. by Ben Naga
DISSENT IS THE ONLY DESCENT RESPONSE
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
This world is run by lies, by greed and fear and trickery.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
Everywhere is conflict, bigotry, racism and sexism.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
“They’re changing guard at Buckingham Palace –
Christopher Robin went down with Alice.”
“The life of the poor and the life of the Queen
When looked at in contrast both seem quite obscene,”
Says Alice. “I may know, but I do not approve.”
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The cup of life …by hecblogger
Gently they go, the beautiful,
the tender, the kind
and they leave
behind
a
void
I
have
measured
out my life
with coffee spoons – they
say dregs can foretell my future
In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 108
Tell me now what’s the other side? you will know soon if by rules you abide Take me, if you will but just wait a moment what if I’m not happy? I’ll return, not lament… Hold on, dear womanit’s not an option you have commitments are one-way then, you are just a slave … Continue reading Help me with it
