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Sometimes in tune, sometimes not. Never visiting the giant sequoias. Monday, April 22, 2013. She didn’t do it. That she wasn’t there. That she never even saw it. We who have played this game. Longer, know better. Her small frame alight. With fear and defiance. Her head shaking vigourously. Light hair emphasising the ‘no’s. How did she learn to say. What was it like, the moment. That the world, things, events,. Simply by saying so? The blacks so clear to us. Against the white of what is right. Get every n...
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Header Images | ragamalika
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Sometimes in tune, sometimes not. June – July 2008. 3 responses to “ Header Images. Tuesday, September 9, 2008 at 5:32 am. July-Aug 2008 looks so similar to my current header – I confess I have a thing about leaf litter. Saturday, September 13, 2008 at 12:04 am. Very nice. I haven’t kept track of the ones I put up there, but it is a nice idea. Saturday, February 21, 2009 at 12:24 pm. Thank you, Shankari! Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Email (Address never made public).
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untitled | ragamalika
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Sometimes in tune, sometimes not. Saturday, July 26, 2014. Does blood flow to the metronome of galaxies? How stilling it would be if you answered yes. On an evening we’ve spent. Trying to slow not only time. But our very veins and their needless efficiency. For how would we carry on. If not under that brief lamppost. This entry was posted in Poetry. 2 responses to “ untitled. Friday, August 1, 2014 at 3:41 pm. After such a long time! As always beautiful and refreshing verses. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Running | ragamalika
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Sometimes in tune, sometimes not. This page takes inspiration from here. My aim is to do 5 kilometres by 5th May and 10 by 10th July 2009. So one has gone and injured one’s back. And knee. Am seeing a doctor friend later today – should have an update soon. Hopefully it won’t be serious. Total distance: 3.7 kms. Distance run: 2 km. Total distance: 3.7 kms. Distance run: 1.2 km. Bangitappal (TN) to Valakkad (Kerala). Total distance: 21 kilometres. The next 8 kms were a steep descent of 1000 metres through ...
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untitled | ragamalika
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Sometimes in tune, sometimes not. Monday, April 22, 2013. And what would you have done. Different in the years. You wish we could have had,. Had we met earlier? What would we have said and seen. In that alternate universe,. What would we have made. Of each other’s slow succumbing. To gravity and gravitas? Perhaps it is better we have met. After the wrinkles have found their. Places, and we have made ornaments. Of our oddnesses, lined the lonely. Crevices of our younger selves. With vices and devices.
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Sometimes in tune, sometimes not. Newer posts →. Never visiting the giant sequoias. Monday, April 22, 2013. At some point the feet stop itching. And the plans fade away. The daydreaming stops;. Only the furniture is moved. Is lingered over. But no. Longing tugs the heart,. No sighs come forth. It is enough now to imagine. The immensity, the immortality,. The towering stillness, made. A little later, emptiness. Not hollow, but content. The love-child of memory. And imagination, telling us. 8221; they asked.
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untitled | ragamalika
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Sometimes in tune, sometimes not. Tuesday, January 13, 2015. Slowly up her fingers. Resting in her knuckles,. Turning them stubborn and brittle. Taking over her arms,. Which stiffened when bidden. Quietly over weeks,. Down her legs, up her back,. And finally came to rest. The fatigue of tears. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). Filthy, funny, flawed, gorgeous.
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untitled | ragamalika
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Sometimes in tune, sometimes not. Saturday, September 28, 2013. In the democracy of clumsiness. There are no elections. We are all winners, everyone an MP. In that parliament of memorable embarrassments. I don’t suppose you can recall either. A single suave first move,. Or that intensely desired gaze. You knew how to return. This entry was posted in Poetry. One response to “ untitled. Friday, November 8, 2013 at 12:52 am. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Filthy, funny, flawed, gorgeous.
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Varali | ragamalika
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Sometimes in tune, sometimes not. I walk a lot, usually humming something. When something makes me stop walking or humming, I watch or listen carefully, come back and blog about it here. An earlier version of this page read:. A ragam that attempts to soar, but has it’s wings clipped by self-doubt. 8211; Varali – seemed rather apt. But not to everyone apparently. Hence the revision. Email: varaliragam [at] gmail dot com. Filthy, funny, flawed, gorgeous. Imam Wapsoro’s Lounge. Ships, shoes, sealing wax.
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untitled | ragamalika
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Sometimes in tune, sometimes not. Saturday, August 9, 2014. The house is decorated. A word by the sink,. A clenched fist on. The table, a barely. By small fears,. Small whimpers, small tears,. On the quiet walls. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.