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“I only wrote prose before I met you. My musings were superfluous and serious as well. But now the words dance with me. I sing with them and we create poetry.”

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Author:Kamand Kojouri
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“The artist’s artistic brush stroke of colour... Fractionally exists within the art canvas cover... Unaware of its existence in the art’s totality... Absolute devoid of the art’s true reality... Experiencing within the art is mere illusion… Truth of the art lies in the depth of the vision… For the visionary truth to become experience... Requires that certain conscious distance… Detaching from the perceived abode... Deviating from the miscode to decode... Maya illusionary stage manifests for the play… As the actor enacts the illusionary Leela play... Viewing the play is must from an audience eye... Where all the illusionary play theatrics lie… Observing the art as the non intruder... Is the liberating clarity for the art observer…”

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Book:Maya Leela: The Divine Play Of illusion
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“Glossa Time goes by, time comes along, All is old and all is new; What is right and what is wrong, You must think and ask of you; Have no hope and have no fear, Waves that rise can never hold; If they urge or if they cheer, You remain aloof and cold. To our sight a lot will glisten, Many sounds will reach our ear; Who could take the time to listen And remember all we hear? Keep aside from all that patter, Seek yourself, far from the throng When with loud and idle clatter Time goes by, time comes along. Nor forget the tongue of reason Or its even scales depress When the moment, changing season, Wears the mask of happiness - It is born of reason's slumber And may last a wink as true: For the one who knows its number All is old and all is new. Be as to a play, spectator, As the world unfolds before: You will know the heart of matter Should they act two parts or four; When they cry or tear asunder From your seat enjoy along And you'll learn from art to wonder What is right and what is wrong. Past and future, ever blending, Are the twin sides of same page: New start will begin with ending When you know to learn from age; All that was or be tomorrow We have in the present, too; But what's vain and futile sorrow You must think and ask of you; For the living cannot sever From the means we've always had: Now, as years ago, and ever, Men are happy or are sad: Other masks, same play repeated; Diff'rent tongues, same words to hear; Of your dreams so often cheated, Have no hope and have no fear. Hope not when the villains cluster By success and glory drawn: Fools with perfect lack of luster Will outshine Hyperion! Fear it not, they'll push each other To reach higher in the fold, Do not side with them as brother, Waves that rise can never hold. Sounds of siren songs call steady Toward golden nets, astray; Life attracts you into eddies To change actors in the play; Steal aside from crowd and bustle, Do not look, seem not to hear From your path, away from hustle, If they urge or if they cheer; If they reach for you, go faster, Hold your tongue when slanders yell; Your advice they cannot master, Don't you know their measure well? Let them talk and let them chatter, Let all go past, young and old; Unattached to man or matter, You remain aloof and cold. You remain aloof and cold If they urge or if they cheer; Waves that rise can never hold, Have no hope and have no fear; You must think and ask of you What is right and what is wrong; All is old and all is new, Time goes by, time comes along.”

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Book:Poems
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“There she was before him in all her Aboriginal glory. Brown eyes and skin so tan it was nearly black. Her smile—a wondrous thing. Her lips—he imagined that by the end of summer, they’d be kissing him on the way home from Gravity Park. To Iron, elevated as she was in his poetic imagination, she had become something else entirely, obscuring lines between fact and fiction, between science and religion. Nothing made sense—and yet everything did.”

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Book:Of All Things Sacred
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“once ruffle-skirted vanity table where I primped at thirteen, opening drawers to a private chaos of eyeshadows lavender teal sky-blue, swarms of hair pins pony tail fasteners, stashes of powders, colonies of tiny lipsticks (p.39)”

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Book:The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death
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“I wore you on me at all times Like I now carry my pen. Unlike your own opinion my Belongings must have a function. You bled through the ink of my lines and To be my subject nursed your thirst. Was it my fault, or your own, that you forgot —I do not deal in tender verse.”

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Book:Where Pain Thrives
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“The first time I found my brother overdosed, he looked holy. A thing not to be touched. Yellow halo of last night's dinner. His skin, blanched blue fresco: Patron Saint of Smack. A Cop, flustered, tugged up his shorts, plunged a needle into his pale thigh. He hissed awake like a soda can. The paramedic spoke slowly in his ear like a lover, asked him what color yellow and red make. What is the difference between a lake and a river? In the corner I whittle my brother's used syringe into an instrument only I can play.”

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Author:Steven Espada Dawson
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“হৃদয় তোমাকে পেয়েছি, স্রোতস্বিনী ! তুমি থেকে থেকে উত্তাল হয়ে ছোটো, কখনো জোয়ারে আকণ্ঠ বেয়ে ওঠো তোমার সে-রূপ বেহুলার মতো চিনি। তোমার উৎসে স্মৃতি করে যাওয়া আসা মনে-মনে চলি চঞ্চল অভিযানে, সাহচর্যেই চলি, নয় অভিমানে, আমার কথায় তোমারই তো পাওয়া ভাষা। রক্তের স্রোতে জানি তুমি খরতোয়া, ঊর্মিল জলে পেতেছি আসনপিঁড়ি, থৈথৈ করে আমার ঘাটের সিঁড়ি, কখনো-বা পলিচড়া-ই তোমার দোয়া। তোমারই তো গান মহাজনী মাল্লার, কখনো পান্সী-মাঝি গায় ভাটিয়ালি, কখনো মৌন ব্যস্তের পাল্লায়, কখনো-বা শুধু তক্তাই ভাসে খালি। কত ডিঙি ভাঙো, যাও কত বন্দর, কত কী যে আনো, দেখো কত বিকিকিনি, তোমার চলায় ভাসাও, স্রোতস্বিনী,”

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Book:স্মৃতি সত্ত্বা ভবিষ্যৎ
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“कवितामा प्रयोग भएका कतिपय शब्दहरू कागजमा स्थिर रहँदा पनि म तिनलाई गतिशील देख्ने गर्दछु ।ऴठ्याक्कै आफू नभएर आफ्नो हिँडाइमा आफैंले छेकेर अदृष्य बनाएका दृष्यहरू नै तिनका अर्थ हुँदा रहेछन्‌।ती शब्दहरू नसुनिने एकएक सुमधुर सङ्गीतमा वाक्यखण्ड भएर कागजबाहिर गुनगुनाइरहेका हुँदा रहेछन्‌ ।”

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Book:मनपरेका केही कविता [Manpareka Kehi Kavita]
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“Keepsakes . . Keep a leaf between your pages when you forget your season... some memories keep their green. Carry a feather in your pocket when the world grows weighty... some flights are never lost. Set a pebble on your desk when your thoughts scatter... some footings remain true. Hold a seashell in your palm when silence grows heavy... some songs endure. Keep a drop of rain in your memory when the days turn brittle... some renewals return.”

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Author:Monika Ajay Kaul
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“As much fun as you can have online, always value a real friendship over something virtual. Do yourself a favor and phone, text, or message someone you haven’t seen in six months and ask if they are available for coffee or something. Challenge yourself to do this every month. Turn it into a habit and do it for the rest of your life.”

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Book:From Misery to Happiness: A poetic journey through love, loss, and second chances.
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“Be content with your choices. The human heart has no room for regret. But also, don’t be afraid to not give up on love. Society tells us that it is okay to throw love away too easily. I think this makes for too many unhealthy old people.”

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Book:From Misery to Happiness: A poetic journey through love, loss, and second chances.
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