Sunday, 8 June 2014

Remembering Frost's "Birches"

An ephemeral escape is much needed,
To lose the self in the world different,
World of imagination, true, untrue.
Actuality refuses to let the mind free,
Ponderous in nature, it clutches down,
And we are brought to the grounds.
But the mind is smarter, it plays,
By taking a journey of its own,
Breaching all borders, it runs forward.
Like a wise man, Milton, created lines:
"Where the mind is its own place, and
In itself can make a heaven of hell,
Or even a hell of heaven" - choice remains,
Which moment to take further and,
Which one to let go, difficulty creeps in,
This moment is also sweet and delightful,
Just like the previous one and the next one.

2 comments:

Arun said...

Good verse

Suhasini Srihari said...

Thank you Sir!

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just finished reading

The Forest of EnchantmentsThe Forest of Enchantments by Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

"The Forest of Enchantments" is a beautiful attempt at narrating the 'Sitayan'. Divakaruni has a way to keep her readers engaged through the text effortlessly. This story provides a soothing insight into what Sita went through as a woman, as a possible daughter of a rakshasa, as a royal wife, and as a loyal wife! The story appears well-researched, and there is a beautiful blend of imagination, and creative and fluid writing. However, it didn't match up majestically to Divakaruni's "The Palace of Illusions"; the present story expressed a kind of hurried-ness, some chapters, or some incidents could have been more engaging if elaborated, but there was some kind of a rush to finish writing the story, and it was evident.

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