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Bob

Thank you. Seen and will work on it.

S

Bob

That is why it has emained in my folder. Now I will be able to work on it. Thank you.

Siva

Latent Heat of Milk Dad insisted on drinking steaming coffee there was no surprise in it; like his mother. Grandamma ate half a dosai her husband the other half lest it turn cold. The same with omlette double fry, heat transferred from the pan into his mouth. ‘You never can make it like my son,' Dad...

You have to feel the flour with your fingers for the texture or else you will have to seive it once more to hold back the coarse chaff remembering flour and flour will stick together. A dash of salt with the tip of the fingers, one half spoon sugar warm milk and water ,a spoon full of oil and all yo...

B
Sometime peers 'see' what the poet ' overlooks.' And the satisfactio of a finished poem is the reward.

S

B
Think about this


Sleeping on a Roof

She brought me home from a reading,
saying no poet should sleep so rough
then she trimmed my long hair,
her scissors striding expertly.

Immediate action,because there is no space,or gap after two lines.

B

Seems perfect.

S

Bob
You have lost this line

Every night I sleep with you, Alyssa

Siva

Bob

I wrote those lines in November.

Siva

Bob Absolutely thrilled that you wrote on the same theme. Sometimes I do not know if certain words are coined by poets and they cling to their copyright as their birthright,and it is at times like these I get reprimanded openly in forums. Actually seeing and reading your lines made me post this. The...

B
Let me see if I can do something to the closing stanza.
S

V2 V2 Paperfall 1 The speed of the falling paper cascades in an arc. The Japanese girl is in the act of shredding A4 paper the same colour as her fluffy dress. 11 Lady! Looking so intense steadfast with scissors white cataract, that flows in a fall on the ground a thin trickle the eyes the path has ...

Bob

Terrific opening line.

S

Bob

Does chug-chugging fit,instead of' cognizing?' And also 'plied me with her recollections of the railways,' ;Plied 'is no right.Can you suggest the right word?

"iva

Perfect!

V2 Black as the coal workers, the soot collects in her hair. Grandmother ran to pick up a fallen mango during her own wedding procession plied me with her recollections of the railways of engines that ran on coal fires and steam. At one time, a cycle was brought down from the train; a man went cycli...

Black as the coal workers, soot collects in her hair. Grandmother ran to pick up a fallen mango during her own wedding procession. She plied me with her recollections of railways, of engines that ran on coal fires and steam. When a bike was brought down from the train, a man cycled in circles makin...

Bob

Read this.But I have to read a couple of more times,before I can say anything. I generally like it, but don't you think it is a little too long ? I am not saying something for the sake of saying,though. I will come back to it later.

Sivai

Bob,

It is Pongal season now. The15th was Pongal for the Sun God,The 16th Pongal for the cattle,17th the Sight-seeing Pongal.And thank you for your good heart.

Siva

Bob
Nice imagery here.

as inevitable as pollen
or birdsong in mid-summer.

You need a full stop at the end of the poem, after 'loose.'

Bob

Now I understand.It is ----------.(I forget the word,there is a term for it,we learnt it in literature) I didn't realize you were trying to be authentic to Dicksonian Poetry, Let me read and reread it, and maybe I will get used to it.

Siva

Bob

I am not quite sure about the 'heart's floor'.It sounds contrived.

Siva

Michael

Thanks.

Siva

Michael

Have you accepted to forward my poem 'Marakuli' to the January IBPC ?

Thanks and sorry for not being alert.

Siva

Dear fellow poets

Happy New Year to all my fellow travellers.
Thanks Michael and Bob and whoever else who nominated 'Marakuli.'

Siva Ramanathan