Kashur Kot is Kashmiri for Kashmiri lad. These are notes of one such tramp, from Kashmir and beyond. Prone to instant outbursts of laughter/creativity, I operate from wherever life takes me.
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Monday, March 27, 2006
Knock-Knock
Everytime the door bell rang It is you, my sloppy heart sang And... Everytime the phone beeped It is you, my thoughts leaped
Whatever ur philosophy, to me you look like an existentialist. Your poems and thoughts traverse a spectrum: love, dread, longing, freedom, awareness and consciousness of existing. I am sure many of your peer group will find it hard to follow or understand you!
There is a theory that every new poem, like an engineer's drawing, should sum up all that has gone before and take it a step further, which means that before anything worthwhile can be written everything worthwhile must be read.
Whatever ur philosophy, to me you look like an existentialist. Your poems and thoughts traverse a spectrum: love, dread, longing, freedom, awareness and consciousness of existing. I am sure many of your peer group will find it hard to follow or understand you!
ReplyDeleteTo Max: This guy has a lot of talent. I wish he is noticed sooner better than later.
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There is a theory that every new poem, like an engineer's drawing, should sum up all that has gone before and take it a step further, which means that before anything worthwhile can be written everything worthwhile must be read.
ReplyDeleteThe proof of a poem is not that we have never forgotten it, but we knew at sight we never could forget it. you write very well.
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