A splendid read with many layers of possible interpretation. However, the central theme hovers around creative shame, in the form of death; of values, of the physical, of a nightingale in the woods. Warm regards,Supratik
P.S I couldn't resist myself from taking the first lines of each stanza to get this!
"Neglecting the presence of choiceless
pain,
Looking inside, beneath the rags
of awakening,
Till the arteries explode in the limbs.
I will knead the invisible universe,"
-Supratik Sen, Hyderabad
Satish ji, I am particularly charmed by the first stanza that so vociferously acclaims life, against all odds of pain and circumstances. Warm regards,- GSP Rao, Hyderabad
P.S I couldn't resist myself from taking the first lines of each stanza to get this!
"Neglecting the presence of choiceless
pain,
Looking inside, beneath the rags
of awakening,
Till the arteries explode in the limbs.
I will knead the invisible universe,"
-Supratik Sen, Hyderabad
Satish ji, I am particularly charmed by the first stanza that so vociferously acclaims life, against all odds of pain and circumstances. Warm regards,- GSP Rao, Hyderabad
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