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Pvenugopal

I am a 50-year-old man from India, a journalist by profession.

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  • Column: Letter to a young poet friend at allpoetry
    Stride into the wind, feel it, and write. Walk into the rain and get
    drenched when you write of rain. Taste the sweet tang of the plum to
    know the poetry of plum. It is an exciting journey when you truly get
    into it.
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  • This poem reminds me of American Indian Chief Seattle's letter to President Franklin Pierce in 1854. Powerful and poignant...
    "This shining water that moves in the streams and rivers is not just water but the blood of our ancestors. If we sell you land, you must remember that it is sacred, and you must teach your children that it is sacred and that each ghastly reflection in the clear water of the lake tells of events and memories in the life of my people. The water's murmur is the voice of my father's father."

  • on The Daisies by James Stephens, on September 4
    Beautiful, isn't it? Morning fresh, the love in this poem, the grass rippling in the wind, the daisies dancing, and the lark singing up from the land and down from the cloud. There is a sparkling quality to this tender love poem.

  • on Purity by Rabindranath Tagore, on September 4
    Tagore saw poetry as a path to realising God.

  • Old age...'Nothing left to do but compose poems/In memory of deceased friends.' Don't we feel immense love this old man whose only wish is for the winter to be less cold so that he can go out and beg?