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BELLES-LETTRES: February 2011
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Let's read some; let's write some more" POEMS. STORIES. REFLECTIONS. REVIEWS. Published in Ripples by APK Publishers, an anthology of short stories by Indian women writers. I stand as Shivani pulls out her luggage and looks at her home for one long moment before shutting the door. She turns the key and pulls it out as the lock clicks in place. Then she places the keys in my hand, saying, “Anju aunty, Rohit will take it from you after work.”. Don’t trust my. Voice I walk back. I am not hungry. I don&#...
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BELLES-LETTRES: Black Blood
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Let's read some; let's write some more" POEMS. STORIES. REFLECTIONS. REVIEWS. Published in Ripples by APK Publishers, an anthology of short stories by Indian women writers. I stand as Shivani pulls out her luggage and looks at her home for one long moment before shutting the door. She turns the key and pulls it out as the lock clicks in place. Then she places the keys in my hand, saying, “Anju aunty, Rohit will take it from you after work.”. Don’t trust my. Voice I walk back. I am not hungry. I don&#...
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BELLES-LETTRES: The Caretaker
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Let's read some; let's write some more" POEMS. STORIES. REFLECTIONS. REVIEWS. Published in Ripples by APK Publishers, an anthology of short stories by Indian women writers. Shekharan, the peon, was furiously working across the keys of his typewriter. This damned thing is again skipping spaces.” His voice seemed irritated and exhausted, fatigue showed in his blood-shot eyes. He carefully pulled out the sheet from the typewriter with his gnarled hands, as if it were something very precious. Shekharan, in h...
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BELLES-LETTRES: February 2010
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Let's read some; let's write some more" POEMS. STORIES. REFLECTIONS. REVIEWS. With lustrous glaze,. Links to this post. Links to this post. By Rainer Maria Rilke. Again and again, however we know the landscape of love. And the little churchyard there, with its sorrowing names,. And the frighteningly silent abyss into which others. Fall : again and again the two of us walk out together. Under the ancient trees, lie down again and again. Among the flowers, face to face with the sky. Links to this post.
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BELLES-LETTRES: To Love
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Let's read some; let's write some more" POEMS. STORIES. REFLECTIONS. REVIEWS. Would you choose ecstasy and craving. And to hurt and be hurt. Or peace and happiness. And the occasional bliss? Why is love so terrible,. It makes commonplace happiness seem. A modest pay when love is your royal coffer – even if you are a prisoner of war. July 13, 2011 at 6:57 AM. Is love so terrible? Can love not be fun and happiness? July 13, 2011 at 9:12 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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BELLES-LETTRES: March 2010
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Let's read some; let's write some more" POEMS. STORIES. REFLECTIONS. REVIEWS. There was something about the moon yesterday - she was a Holi moon. Saw her at about 8pm and she looked like she had been splashed in colors. She was a red-gold moon. (Wonder which of her friends she had been playing colors with - stars, fairies, elves and all? Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. From 'Dead Poets Society'. We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and wr...
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Greyling Bay: Contributors
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Saturday, January 3, 2009. Rosie Able is a part-time physiotherapist from Luton, who writes in an effort to silence the voices in her head. Big Fat Lion is a compulsive writer who is very fond of cheese and onion sandwiches. And despite his occupation he insists that he bears no similarity to Bob the Books. Rona J Frith runs a writers' forum (membership by invitation only). You can read one of her science fiction stories here. Chris Leonard: prior to my career in the manufacturing industry I published a ...
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BELLES-LETTRES: Clenched Soul
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Let's read some; let's write some more" POEMS. STORIES. REFLECTIONS. REVIEWS. We have lost even this twilight. No one saw us this evening hand in hand. While the blue night dropped on the world. I have seen from my window. The fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops. Sometimes a piece of sun. Burned like a coin in my hand. I remembered you with my soul clenched. In that sadness of mine that you know. Where were you then? Who else was there? Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly. We don't r...
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Abha Iyengar - POET, WRITER, SCREENPLAY WRITER, ACTIVIST
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