“Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
– Robert Frost
As the blurb rightly mentions – We are a species fuelled by obsessions. Every human achievement, and every infamy, is the result of an obsession that tormented, possessed and consumed. This is a selection of poetry about solitude and other obsessions that have distracted, driven, destroyed and/or defined us.
For me, poetries have always been the most difficult form of language to understand. You have to forget other things, immerse your mind and thoughts into those short yet powerful statements and try to resonate with what the poet actually wants to convey. I’ve been able to portray my emotions and feelings best in this form rather than the short stories and other verse forms. The rhyme of it evokes a sense of beauty inside that may or may not be matched by the other word forms.
Crescendo. The lone word that sashayed out of the calmest corner of the mind once i finished reading these sets of poetries. It takes a while before you get the hang of it.
“I’ve met my destiny
and found solace in the soil that covers me!” – A Soldier’s Message
Uma Sudhindra, it was a warm start. Her poems echo her unending love for all things nature and the armed forces. The poems like “A Soldier’s Message” and “Morning Song” were the best of the lot.
“Life was nothing but pain
Till I borrowed pleasure.” – Pain to Pleasure
The poems by Binod Panda, was a mixed bag. Some I liked a lot, others I moved on quickly. An overall feeling that I had was probably they were a little rushed. Trying to pack in a large set of emotions in a very small space. However, there were a lot of times when just a simple statement touched you, like the one above.
“Is it better that I be remembered in poems?” – Dilemma
Saurin Desai’s set of poetries were a breezy read. There were almost in every poem, lines that make their place in your mind and stay there. Like “Every dream of mine that’s broken, has taken with it a bit of my heart“. Short and sweet and really enjoyable at the same time.
“Chasing a mirage, In an ever-changing visage.
Squandering the rich montage, Of the present and past.” – Finding Home
Dr. Shruti Arabatti’s poems were again a mixed bag. Some induced a really warm and cozy feeling whereas most of them were heavily influenced by her vocational experiences. A tad heavy read but she’s able to pen down her thoughts and experiences in a very good and understandable way. Loved most of it.
Last but not the least! The crescendo of the wave for me.
“The soul, finally bleeds!” – Fiddler of the Womb
Loved all of Trupti Kalamdani’s poetries. She has the way with words which portray even the most profound of the emotions so easily. She struck a cord with the very first poem – “The Fraternal Bond” – since it resonates with what I go through! With every line I read, the one thing I had in my mind was yes, this is so true.
Poems like “The Comeback“, “The Rose sans Thorns“, “Wedding Bells” were the best of the bounty but what left an abundance of emotions and a fuzzy feeling inside was “Fiddler of the Womb“. I simply loved it. It has to be read to bask in it’s beauty.
A special mention for the paintings by Shripad Bhalerao. The complement the poetries well.
Overall, this is a good book which gently envelops you in a cozy bundle of myriad emotions. A recommended addition to your shelf.
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