haiku

in my dim attic
dad's old easy chair -- spotlit
in skylight, dust haze

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ushas

new day dawns, my dear!
listen to the rooster's call--
cock-a-doodle-doo!

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Writing tip

After putting together my first book late in life, I realize there can be something of an overall theme in anything one may come to record in a diary kind of blog without the thought of a script.

Amidst the trash you shoot randomly on camera, you find the footage you need to tell your story. What you have to do is to put the bits in the proper order on the editing desk when you feel the theme is fully developed.

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Return of Sherlock Holmes

Dear friends,
I am reviving this blog, asleep since April 2015.
Between then and now, I self-published a slender volume of poems Blow Again, North Wind, which is a collage of lines taken from this blog.

The book was launched at a meeting of my friends at the Thiruvananthapuram Press Club last month (June 19, 2016).

It is a kind of book you can read without any strain during a two-hour train journey. I am sure you will like it. There were two television interviews, in which I tried to describe what it was all about, perhaps unsuccessfully. The theme is just as elusive as the dissipating mist.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-RiJceyf30