Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Poetic Book Tours: Ergon by George HS Singer

Book Description:

George Singer's ERGON is precise, delicate and fierce in its engagement with the world.

Ergon: The core function or purpose of something or someone. Virtue arises when the ergon is realized fully. 

Aristotle (Nichomachean Ethics, 1.7, 12)

Title: Ergon
Author: George HS Singer

  • ISBN-13: 978-1625491923
  • Publisher: WordTech Communications LLC/2016
  • Pages: 86

George HS Singer has made the simple things in life poetic. The use of imagery is awesome. The poems deal with everything in life as well as nature. The poems are deep and very insightful. They make us think about life in ways we have not imagined. I feel that every poetry lover should read his poems. Such a slim volume but with so much depth which touches the core. Heartfelt and at times overwhelming....

One of the best poems:

Our Quotidian

I love you differently 

now than when you were hot 
and I sizzled—

I sweep the floor, scrape away 

squashed berries, pry 

tops off medicine bottles you no longer can
and you drive

across town to find just the right

apples, open the bills first, brew kimchee,
worry for the both of us.

I listen for your stuttering laugh
downstairs and feel the silence
that concentration makes

when you ply your needlework,

racing to finish the Christmas stockings
as if the cosmos required it.

Children phone with stories about

their children. We need only change

the beds in their old rooms twice a year.

You call 911 and you’re there

with me when the anesthesia
wears off—worry webbing around

your eyes. Too, you call me cheap

and I spit lazy. We walk past each other
in the hallways.

Until we jump back from

the loneliness as, when on a hike,

a diamond back shook its rattle at us.

You vacuum, I mop.

I know your smell and you, my snore.
In line at the market, you lean into me,

Grazing my shoulder with the warm loaf
of your breast, I tap your thigh—still here,
together in the quotidian.


Don't we all wish for everlasting and sustaining love like that?

Thursday, August 4, 2016

Poetic Book Tours: Saris and a Single Malt by Sweta Srivastava Vikram AUGUST blog Tour

Book Description:

"Saris and a Single Malt" is a moving collection of poems written by a daughter for and about her mother. The book spans the time from when the poet receives a phone call in New York City that her mother is in a hospital in New Delhi, to the time she carries out her mother's last rites. The poems chronicle the author's physical and emotional journey as she flies to India, tries to fight the inevitable, and succumbs to the grief of living in a motherless world. This collection will move you, astound you, and make you hug your loved ones. 

Saris and a Single Malt by Sweta Srivastava Vikram
ISBN 13: 9781615992942

Pages: 46
Publisher: Modern History Press/2016

How does one review a poetry book which you know is going to hit you on the solar plexus? How does one keep one's self from getting emotional?

You can't....you simply let it be.....

The poems are like conversing with self, the anticipation of what awaits one at the end of the journey. The rituals are the means to an end...they help us cope. With grief, With oneself...and yes we also bond with our siblings...

When my dad passed away in 2002, he was 72. He had a fall, broke his hip bone, had a surgery. We expected him to recover but that was not to be and was gone within 11 days. I went numb. The feelings just ebbed out of me. I felt nothing for a while. All three of my brothers were there for me and got me out of the stupor.

My SILs took turns to be with maa, never leaving her alone ill the rituals were complete. 

I know I am digressing. Maybe not. I had the thoughts but at that time I didn't have he words. The words that poured forth from the poet...where images of her mother are made alive for us...

Saris and a Single Malt is too poignant for me. It is matter of fact, and conveys the eternal emotions too well.

PAGE 22 


Everyone has an answer---how to cope and grieve when you have regrets and guilt. But no one tells you how to deal with loss when there is nothing you want to change about your past or your relationship with the deceased.


Sunday, June 26, 2016

Sunday Post: Back to blogging after a long, long time...

Sunday Post is a weekly meme hosted here @ Caffeinated Book Reviewer. It’s a chance to share news~ A post to recap the past week on your blog and showcase books and things we have received. Share news about what is coming up on our blog for the week ahead. See rules here: Sunday Post Meme

For more than a year now, I have not been blogging. Neither here, nor on my poetry blog. I was having a lot of problem in my life...mainly work life. Too much in my mind. Health wise, I am doing fine.

Maybe, I was also busy on Facebook and other social media. I had signed up for that #100sareepact and diligently completed that.

I have been reading like crazy. Just haven't been blogging. I have blogged about poetry books though becos poetry is my first love!

Since Friday, I have got back to blogging and hope to continue it....

Wish me luck, my blogger friends....

BTW, our schools reopen on 28th June and I am NOT looking forward to that.....

Saturday, June 25, 2016

Saturday Snapshot: Vacations are for gosipping

Posting for Saturday Snapshot, hosted by Melinda of West Metro Mommy

#SummerMasti #KillerHeat #KalamkariLove #kalamkarikraze #BlockPrint
#CreativeMaa #ILoveMyDoll

Gate crashed into a colleague's place. We chatted and chatted and chatted. In real. Everyone should do that once in while....

I had this doll when I was 8 years old. Nothing special as such but I loved it to bits. It had disintegrated except for the face. Maa renewed it in totality and stitched a new dress for her too, from the scraps she accumulates. I have fallen in love with my doll again. 

Her bonnet and skirt are block printed and top is bandhani.

I wore this kalamkari kurti with a Gujarati embroidery patch with a block print Umbrella skirt. The top was stitched by maa. 


Friday, June 24, 2016

The Friday 56

Doing it after VERY LONG!

*Grab a book, any book.
*Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader
(If you have to improvise, that's ok.)
 *Find any sentence, (or few, just don't spoil it)
*Post it.
*Add your (url) post below in Linky. Add the post url, not your blog url.
*It's that simple.

The Ghost, The Mountain (poem)

Where is he? Now that the woods
are quiet, and the snow,
April-thawed, has carved a bit
more from the rock
Now that the grass has spiked

Where is the young black man
in his freshly bought
jacket and urban shoes

the city kid who loves birds?

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

POETRY: The Couple Who Fell to Earth by Michelle Bitting June Blog Tour

The poet has taken the everyday experiences into a different level. While reading one can visualize those but long after, it leaves such a mark that is beyond the mundane. One is left wondering at the words. The present day trials and tribulations give rise to such beautiful poetry. We all have such things happening in our lives but poetry coming out of it is a revelation.
The conscious and the subconscious merge at some point...the poetry
out of it, leaves the reader in a trance. 
Just read the following poem and you will know what I mean....

The Goods

It’s the corporeal feelings
I crave the most: aridity, lust,
their aches’ redaction, love-weariness, 

kiss-quest, falling in bed again 
when loneliness breaks a sweat 
and we mount a horse 
called faith borne 
on this wheel of March, 
charge and stamping heat 
of the noble night 
that will carry us, 
tongue and thigh 
entwined and shuddering 
against our own coming history. 


We all have such kind of feelings and emotions at one point or the other. However, we don't know how to describe those feelings.....and to understand those is even harder. The poet has done that. She has given us a piece of ourselves. If one knows what I mean....

It is not THAT particular couple who fell to Earth. We did too, with them....and what a grand feeling that is....

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Poetic Book Tours: The Jane and Bertha in Me by Rita Maria Martinez

The Jane and Bertha in Me by Rita Maria Martinez

Synopsis of the book:

This spring marks the bicentennial of Charlotte Brontë’s birth. In her ambitious and timely debut, The Jane and Bertha in Me, Rita Maria Martinez celebrates Brontë’s classic novel Jane Eyre. Through wildly inventive, beautifully crafted persona poems, Martinez re-imagines Jane Eyre’s cast of characters in contemporary contexts, from Jane as an Avon saleslady to Bertha as a Stepford wife. These lively, fun, poignant poems prove that Jane Eyre’s fictional universe is just as relevant today as it was so many years ago. The Jane and Bertha in Me is a must-read for any lover of Brontë’s work.

My views:

Poetry is not easy to review. Mostly because, it is pretty personal. 

Jane Eyre is one of my all time favourite novels. And taking each of its characters  in the contemporary context is really very touching. The eternal feelings do not die out. The language is so beautiful that I paused a few times to savour those. The poems are as timeless and memorable as the novel. The poet has done full justice to the characters. The images she creates stays in our mind long after we finish reading the poems. I am a fan of Charlotte Bronte but one can enjoy the poems without even knowing anything about Jane Eyre or the author. The poet is so talented and imaginative. I wish I had the print copy. To simply hold it to my heart.....

I recommend......

.Author bio:

Rita Maria Martinez is a Cuban-American poet from Miami, Florida. Her writing has been published in journals

including the Notre Dame Review, Ploughshares, MiPOesias, and 2River View. She authored the chapbook Jane-in-the-Box, published by March Street Press in 2008. Her poetry also appears in the textbook Three Genres: The Writing of Fiction/Literary Nonfiction, Poetry and Drama, published by Prentice Hall; and in the anthology Burnt Sugar, Caña Quemada: Contemporary Cuban Poetry in English and Spanish, published by Simon & Schuster. Martinez has been a featured author at the Miami Book Fair International; at the Society of the Four Arts in Palm Beach, Florida; and at the Palabra Pura reading series sponsored by the Guild Literary Complex in Chicago. She earned her Master of Fine Arts degree in Creative Writing from Florida International University.

Tour Stops:
April 4: Musings of a Bookish Kitty (interview)
April 10: Emma Eden Ramos (review)
April 12: Everything Distils Into Reading (review)
April 15: Book Dilettante (review)
April 16: Suko’s Notebook (review)
April 18: True Book Addict (review)
April 22: Jorie Loves a Story (review)
April 25: Diary of an Eccentric (review)
April 26: Unabridged Chick (review)
April 27: Pretty Purple Polka Dots (review)
April 28: Impressions in Ink (review)
April 30: Create With Joy (review)


Tuesday, March 1, 2016

iRead Book Tour: Review of Hidden Chamber of Death by Hawk MacKinney and Pre-written author interview

 Hidden Chamber of Death by Hawk MacKinney

Book Description:

Hidden Chamber of Death is a compelling tale of intrigue, murder, deception and suspense that leads retired Navy SEAL/part-time private investigator Craige Ingram in search of the connection between seemingly random murders and a banking conspiracy.

​Working with the local homicide investigator, who just happens to be a former Navy buddy, Craige Ingram's attempts to protect a lonely widow and solve the case before another person dies are only thwarted by a psychotic killer whose motivation is based on pure depraved pleasure. In this first book of the MOCCASIN HOLLOW MYSTERY SERIES, the instincts and skills Ingram and his buddy acquired as Navy SEALS are tested to their limits.

My review:

One can't really review a mystery novel if the suspense is to be kept hidden. I liked Craige Ingram, the private investigator. He used to be with the the Navy SEAL. He finds some link between banking conspiracy and random murders. And he has to protect a widow too, in the midst of it all...

He finds old Navy links to solve the murders. And the way he goes about it keeps us totally engrossed. I quite liked the characterizations and the flow. And the tang made it pretty interesting...
I am a lover oof Crime Fiction and this is a good one....

I am definitely going for the next in the series....

Hawk MacKinney/ iRead Book Tour/Feb 29-Mar 11
Pre-written author interview

Where do you write?
Anywhere the mood/moment strikes me. It’s more notes, portraits of setting or character, clothes, bling or the lack of it. Snapshots of vignettes, settings during travel, in a crowded restaurant/airport/grocery store…people watching, but mostly in my man-cave study.

Do you write every day?
Writing is done most every day. There can be interruptions; it’s to be expected. Minor intrusions occur in any household, but the drive to tell stories knocks on my brain with a compulsive regularity.

In today’s tech savvy world, most writers use a computer or laptop. Have you ever written parts of your book on paper?
Whether pencil & paper or keyboard & monitor…they’re only tools. It’s what we do with them that matter. All first drafts are hand-scribbled hardcopy on whatever is at hand. Editing…as much as 10-15 edits/manuscript…is where the computer-tool comes to be most handy.

If you’re a mom writer, how do you balance your time?
Mom or dad doesn’t matter. Time demands are only that. Mom or dad-writer or both can’t buy time. It must be balanced…from patching roofs, gardening, grocery shopping, preparing meals, etc, etc. Tudor Queen Elizabeth I said it very well, “All my possessions for a moment of time.”

Do you have other profession(s) besides writing?
Yes, from teacher to explorer to the military that’s reflected in my serial protagonist(s), Craige Ingram in the Moccasin Hollow Mystery Series & Eklam a’Qoc in the sci-fi series, The Cairns of Sainctuarie.

Any hobbies?
Definitely. Amateur archeology, nonfiction history, bird watching…fortunately this latter has come by accident. The birds of the southeast lowlands arrive regularly just beyond the windows of my sunroom.

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Poetic Book Tours: Paradise Drive by Rebecca Foust

Foust has won the 2015 American Literary Review Creative Writing Award for Fiction judged by Garth Greenwell and the 2015 James Heart Poetry Prize judged by Jane Hirshfield. 


on-the-wane, children grown and gone.
Who, voice-trained from birth in desire,
wakes one morning wanting—nothing—
Foust has won the 2015 American Literary Review Creative Writing Award for Fiction judged by Garth Greenwell and the 2015 James Heart Poetry Prize judged by Jane Hirshfield. the way of things. Wanting some not-thing
not quite not-seen. Her dreams
—Macy’s-parade-balloon-sized dreams—
now lie, a tangle of downed silk and line.
Waist-deep in bright ruin, she labors to sing,
wondering if wanting is, after all, all
there is. Somewhere far away old ice recedes;
somewhere new wars combust. Here, rain is rare
and Pilgrim sings her scales to the dust.
House of no children, guest room of no guest;
no god or guide, a broken song. Her quest.


Title: Paradise Drive
Author: Rebecca Foust
ISBN: 9781941209165
Publisher: Press 53/2015
Pages: 114

I have a deep seated love for Sonnets. I have written a lot. Reading Rebecca Foust was a pleasure. Her sonnets deal with the 21st Century issues. Very contemporary and hits the gut. The Pilgrim's journey has just begun. The quest, the questions, the path and how to define oneself in this modern era....

Contemplating the sonnets, one can hear the music, understand the irony, the humour, the perception.

She covers terrorism, autism, divorce, birth, war, drugs.....I never could think of Sonnets in the modern context. There I was sitting, reading the sonnets, and thinking about that eternal search of truth the poet has tried to find for herself and for us, the reader. There is darkness, yet there is light. In many ways, I could identify myself with The Pilgrim.....

Filled with vivid imagery, descriptions, sensuality, deep thoughts, the language is simply beautiful. The references are very meaningful and give us great insights into each of the sonnets.

I recommend this book to those who love sonnets, poetry and also those who try to experiment in their reading...

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Saturday Snapshot: Saree updates contd.....

28 more days to drape sarees to complete 100! Hope I am able to do it!



After my dad passed away in 2002, Maa lost all interest in buying anything for herself. I and my SILs get her sarees all the time and she drapes those. Her siblings too gift her lots of sarees. Mostly they gift her Sambalpuris as they all live in Odisha. 

In the beginning of Nov, I and maa had visited Utkalika. She loved this saree as soon as she saw it and bought it. After 13 long years she bought a saree for herself. She did the fall and piko too, all by herself. Draped it for Diwali. 

Today, I borrowed it from her and draped it with this woollen blouse which also belongs to her. I don't know if it looks good or not but I was nicely warmed the whole time I was in school. Accessorised with Silver earrings from Fabindia.....

New saree, new memories.....all so good.......



My love for Sambalpuri ikats comes from my maa. She owns a lot of such stuff and she has gifted me a lot of the stuff......sarees, dress materials, dupattas and handkerchiefs. 

I have seldom looked for ikats from other states. My world started with Sambalpuris and I was happily going about it. It is not that I did not own pochampallis or patolas. I just did not think much about those. 

Then came this saree pact. I got to know about it from one of my close friends who lives in Florida. He sent me a link about this in late April. And the rest they say is history! Ally Matthan and Anju Maudgal Kadam brought in that change which maa hadn't been able to do. I got out all my sarees and hers as well, bought a lot too and started draping those with mixing and matching blouses. 

Learnt about weaves, about different kind of drapes, and most important made friends through this pact. I also met a few saree pacters who became friends for life. Need I say more?

Bonding through sarees......now that is amazing in this day and age of so called convenient wear....

My jeans and capris are languishing.....

Today I draped maa's saree. An Art silk gifted to her by my second SIL. The pallu and border have peacock motifs. And body has hand embroidery. I am wearing the matching blouse of this saree. Very unusual for me.

Accessorized with cane earrings bought from Dilli Haat...



Yesterday my FB account was temporarily locked just after posting 69/100. For no reason whatsoever. I sent them numerous mails via support Inbox but did not get an reply. I submitted an ID to get my account unlocked. I was thinking it would take a few days but my account was available to me after a few hours. Those few hours were horrible.

We are so dependent on social media....For a while I thought it was lost to me forever. I had posted about it yesterday. Today, what do I see? Someone commenting that Facebook must have got tired seeing my never ending posts. Do I need such people as friends? 

I have already lost a blog to cyber space. I can't even begin to tell you what I went through. I had subscribed to my own blog in Google Reader. And therefore, could retrieve my posts but I lost all comments, links, contacts etc. I had to rebuild all that from my google reader subscriptions. I used to back up my blog quite regularly but nowadays I don't do it.

This saree must be 25+ years old when I was studying. Yellow Printed Silk, soft and easy to wear. I had bought it from U P Handlooms. I have matched a Magenta handloom blouse from Nalli. Accessorized with my regular gold jewellery.....



#100sareepact #oldnewsaree

I will keep away from ikats for sometime.  I am going to take out different kind of sarees. I do have a few of those although I gravitate towards Sambalpuri ikats.

This saree is Cotton handloom from Nalli with pretty border and buties all over the body.  Half and half, grey and oilve green. It was a gift from my youngest SIL, a few years back. I draped it today without a fall! Matched it with a readymade Kalamkari blouse. Accessorised with my gold jewellery....




Delhi Govt had declared a holiday for Chhatt Puja today. As usual I was in my disreputable capris, faded tee and also had oiled my hair.

I asked my mom if she would like to visit the Trade Fair in Pragati Maidan. I wanted to take her in Business hours when there is less crowd. She was not  keen. I asked if we shd go to Moments Mall in Kirti Nagar. She agreed.

Now I got out a saree and she was like...are you mad? I told her either I was going in the clothes I was wearing or drape a saree. So here I am draping this Sambalpuri ikat I had bought for mom for Mother's Day this year. Paired it with a magenta handloom blouse from Nalli. I made a jooda so that my hair does not look chipku chipku...sticky.

I draped this Sambalpuri Ikat which I had bought for Maa for Mother's Day this year. Paired it with a Magenta handloom blouse from Nalli. Maa to draped a Sambalpuri Ikat. I am yet to drape that...