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  • Column: Dear diary- August 21, 2009, Chicago at allpoetry
    I am in Chicago. The non-stop flight was not bad, good weather. However, Chicago is cooler than Redding and the house is cool.
  • Column: How do I write poetry every day at allpoetry
    My rant on the inability to keep writing poetry every day. I am supposed to have this fantastic muse inside me but i don't. How do I write?
  • Column: On reading Virginia Woolf at allpoetry
    This is a kind of internal journey that occured after reading Virginia Woolf's A Room of One's Own. The year she gave the talk about the topic mentioned in the book- 1928 my mother was born. India gained independence in 1947 and so my mother grew up in a

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  • Black Humor

    The point of the poem, as far as I can guess is to show the typical drunk who comes to the bar. He is not paying for the drink, he wants a loan. So trusting his opinion of the girl at the bar is bit of a stretch. The girl had her reasons to throw him out- he must have accumulated a lot of credit. That is the prosaic explanation. I love the twisted humor, how he heaps the choicest curses on the girl and almost convinces the readers of her vileness. Come to think of it, there must be a lot of creative thinking going on in a bar.

  • on Mirror by Sylvia Plath, on November 12

    Intriguing, complex, but wonderful

    It is to the poet's credit that she makes reading this poem a kind of journey. The mirror claims that it speaks only the truth but we want it to delude us. So when we are young we see what we see. If you notice, she takes you through the different stages of life, young girl, woman and an old woman. I interpret the first two lines of the second stanza as the struggle of maturity set against the lure of the shallow standards that place such a high premium on outward beauty. The woman wants to find out ' what she really is' Will the mirror tell her? The mirror is just an observer. The mirror does not really care. But why then does the mirror pronounce such a sentence on her. ' an old woman rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.'

  • A mysterious story but so lovely

    Blake has here given a poem so exquisite, so delicate, and so enchanting. It is a story that ends in a sad way but with more questions than there are answers. Are there two maids, does the "babe" become a " weeping woman"?

  • on Hate by James Stephens, on March 16
    This is a dramatic poem with an indirect moral- the futility of hate. While we read articles of long-drawn battles in Gaza, in Iraq, in Afghanistan, we know that there is more reasons to live and let live than to kill, but like the narrator of this poem we all flee to the comfort of our own hatreds which we embrace in desperation.