Saturday, May 3, 2008


every written letter saunters

between space and time

somewhere …..

someplace ……

bargaining, trade of an awl

in exchange for a quixotic - 

worn courage -

neighbourhood witnessing ....

a popular yard sale.

9 comments:

gP said...

:) feels so urban yet so personal heh.

Janice Thomson said...

Wow what a neat photo Alok.
I like the metaphor - I never would have thought of that. Wonderful!

Jeeves said...

Poems from life or life as poetry. This is beautiful....

Casperbaba said...

awesome! speechless....

http://casperbaba.blogspot.com/2008/02/lo-sajaa-lo-toh-mujhko-mein-sach-dikh.html

find time to read this...
u'll understand why...!!!

Jeevan said...

Nice poem and pic matching with woods :)

Alok said...

Siva: hehe its all abt you, me everyone of us :) thanx bro

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Janice: honoured again with ur saying so .... thanx a ton

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Jeevs: One of the best things to have been said abt these scribbling ... thanks u so much

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Casper: that's such an awesome piece .. bravo ...

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Jeevan: thanx buddy


Guys truly appreciated ... have a gr8 weekend


Alok

Miladysa said...

"every written letter saunters between space and time somewhere..."

Wow! I could get lost in that thought :-D

venuss66 said...

Words are beautifully woven. Thank you.

Alok said...

Miladysa: So we both have a tendency to get lost :)) ... thanks a lot ..

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Venus: Thanks so much for ur words



Alok