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tagore and i

tagore and i





sometimes at midnight,
or in the dawn’s half light
in the glistening light and shade
of a late afternoon.
suddenly the sky rings
with the eternal pain of parting and longing.

and ever so often
into my mind
she comes and goes
wearing a dhakai sari
and sindoor in her hair.

rabindranath tagore

reading tagore by the window

reading tagore by the window




the more time you spend in nature, the more you realize every day that there is no greater or more beautiful thing than to be able to accomplish one’s everyday work with simplicity. everything, from grass on the field to the stars in the sky are doing precisely that; they're not trying to aggressively take over domains that are not their own, that's why nature is full of such deep peace and endless beauty. yet the little bit that each does is not negligible amount at all. the grass expends all its energy to survive as grass. it is not trying in vain to exceed its own strength to become a banyan tree, that's why the world is so beautiful and green. really, it's not because of large schemes and boastful talk, but because human beings fulfill  their small duties on a daily basis that human society has its share of ordered beauty and peace. whether it is poetry or bravery, none of these is complete in itself.

rabindranath tagore

janamashtami

janamashtami 

 



don't forget love
it will bring all the madness you need
to unfurl yourself across the universe.

mirabai

.

happy janamashtami

listen

listen





her music trails
between white walls
flying curtains
and heartbeats

.

listen to my poems
but do not look for me
look for you

nayyirah waheed, salt.

. . .

friday noontide
the third
vaiśākha

little songs that make home

little songs that make home





ghongroo curtains
that sing with the breeze

.

i have discovered that it is enough
when a single note is beautifully played.
this one note, or a silent beat,
or a moment of silence, comforts me.

arvo pärt

. . .

saturday, nightfall
the sixteenth
chaitra

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. . .

friday nightfall
the thirtieth
kārtika