Beating Monday Blues with Frost’s ‘Fragmentary Blue’

Why make so much fragmentary blue In here and there a bird, or butterfly, Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye, When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue? Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)- Though some savants make earth  include the sky; And blue so far above us comes so high,Continue reading “Beating Monday Blues with Frost’s ‘Fragmentary Blue’”

The Melancholy Jaques of Hundred Acre Wood

The word Melancholy is derived from the Greek melaina chole or the black bile, one of the four elemental bodily humours. The concept of humourism or humours regulating human behaviour was adopted by the ancient Greek and Roman physicians. Hippocrates is believed to be the one who applied this idea to medicine. Human beings areContinue reading “The Melancholy Jaques of Hundred Acre Wood”

“Boys and girls come out to play, The moon doth shine as bright as day…”

“Boys and girls come out to play The moon doth shine as bright as day; Leave your supper and leave your sleep, And come with your playfellows into the street” Come with a whoop, come with a call,Come with a good will or not at all.Up the ladder and down the wall,A halfpenny roll willContinue reading ““Boys and girls come out to play, The moon doth shine as bright as day…””

The Cup That Cheers!

‘The cups that cheer but not inebriate’ would be one of the best lines extolling the virtues of TEA. During my college days I was never a great fan of William Cowper, even though later in life I have often borrowed his phrase many a time to caption my photos of steaming cups of tea.Continue reading “The Cup That Cheers!”

“His bill an auger is…”

” His Bill an auger is His Head, a Cap and Frill He laboreth at every Tree A Worm, His utmost Goal ” ~Emily Dickinson You name a bird, Emily would have sung about it! Emily’s magic brings the woodpecker and places the bird right before your eyes! The black rumped flameback woodpecker is theContinue reading ““His bill an auger is…””

Happy Birtday Emily Dickinson!

    The Poets light but Lamps – Themselves — go out — The Wicks they stimulate If vital Light Inhere as do the Suns — Each age a Lens Disseminating their Circumference —                                          Continue reading “Happy Birtday Emily Dickinson!”

Coromandel Fishers

Sarojini Naidu’s poetry has a magical and musical charm that kindles your imagination and satiates your sense of beauty and joy. Her poetry, enhanced by mellifluous rhythm and captivating imagery appeals to our senses. Bangle sellers, street vendors, palanquin bearers, weavers, royalty and mythological characters are all painted in vibrant strokes in her poems. SarojiniContinue reading “Coromandel Fishers”

My crown is called content…

“My crown is in my heart, not on my head … My crown is called content, a crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.” She sells flowers at a local market in Saigon… Her hearty, contented smile is as bright as the flowers she sells! When I was flipping through my photos for this week’sContinue reading “My crown is called content…”

Remembering Dickens on his birthday

“Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts”~ Hard Times Happy Birthday to the man who enriched the reading habits of our generation! He introduced us to the Victorian workhouses, to characters like Scrooge, Marley, Oliver Twist, Fagin, Dodger, Pip, Mrs Havisham, Bill Sikes, Nancy;Continue reading “Remembering Dickens on his birthday”