There is only one unrelenting poem and 'they' all keep on adding their bits to it. A poem is treated just when left untitled letting the reader find his peace or war and love in it...a poem is ought to be seriously indulgent, unabashedly loving and most importantly uncompromisingly empathetic.
I call them rumblings as they grossly lack the structure and merits of a perfect read - yet clasp close as they reflect my inconstancy and joie de vivre - unyielding to any persuasion known to man (please accept 'lies' as incidental or embellished truths - as I strongly deny the existence of 'Lie' - it's always 'Truth' or otherwise...besides 'Truth' in its purity lacks imagination)...Happy Reading!
Monday, May 16, 2016
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GOPESWAR PAUL…Bengal’s Donatello
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It wasn’t perchance that the front of G. Paul’s studio appeared on the expansive cover of Raghu Rai’s INDIA – Reflections in Black & W...
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