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Map: How come is it one word? Could you break it into parts?
Why Earth is Red? Is it some season or geological phenomenon?
Originally posted by Jayesh Lalwani:
I dont think there is any red soil in Tamil Nadu
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Saran: Just curious.. Is 'kayal' your real name?
If you want to be free,
Get to know your real self.
It has no form, no appearance,
No root, no basis, no abode,
But is lively and buoyant.
It responds with versatile facility,
But its function cannot be located.
Therefore when you look for it,
You become further from it;
When you seek it,
You turn away from it all the more.
- Linji
If you want to be free,
Get to know your real self.
But its function cannot be located.
Therefore when you look for it,
You become further from it;
Originally posted by kayal cox:
Joe, would you please explain this to me, (like you would explain to a 5 year old)
I mean, I understand the words, but it's too... abstract, for me to get the inner meaning, I guess. And I would really like to understand what the poet is saying.
(Darn, I should have paid more attention during English literature class)
If you want to be free,
Get to know your real self.
Therefore when you look for it,
You become further from it;
When you seek it,
You turn away from it all the more.
But is lively and buoyant.
It responds with versatile facility,
Joe: It is the reactions, not the words, that is the poetry.
"Pursuit", by Stephen Dobyns
Each thing I do I rush through so I can do
something else. In such a way do the days pass -
a blend of stock car racing and the never
ending building of a gothic cathedral.
Through the windows of my speeding car, I see
all that I love falling away: books unread,
jokes untold, landscapes unvisited. And why?
What treasure do I expect in my future?
Rather it is the confusion of childhood
loping behind me, the chaos in the mind,
the failure chipping away at each success.
Glancing over my shoulder I see its shape
and so move forward, as someone in the woods
at night might hear the sound of approaching feet
and stop to listen, then, instead of silence
he hears some creature trying to be silent.
What else can he do but run? Rushing blindly
down the path, stumbling, struck in the face by sticks;
the other ever closer, yet not really
hurrying or out of breath, teasing its kill.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Soumya: This used to be my favourite...
Originally posted by kayal cox:
"Used to"? What is your favorite now?
Originally posted by kayal cox:
This itself sounds pretty poetic to me![]()
Originally posted by kayal cox:
I mean, I understand the words, but it's too...
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Originally posted by kayal cox:
Glad you liked it Saran.
Here is the tamil version of it!
--
yAyum njAyum yArA kiyarO
en-thaiyum n-un-thaiyum emmuRaik kElir
yAnum n-Iyum evvazi aRithum
sempulap peyaln-ir pola
anpudai n-enjsam thAmkalan- thanavE
--
You can use murasu anjal to convert this to tamil fonts.
"Thirunelveli, Thoothukudi districts, Pondicherry...
Originally posted by Sonny Gill:
Oh, you will understand it when you can hear the sound of one hand clapping![]()
Right, Joe!![]()
Two monks were watching a flag flapping in the wind. One said
to the other, "The flag is moving."
The other replied, "The wind is moving."
Huineng overheard this. He said, "Not the flag, not the wind;
mind is moving."
Originally posted by Ramaswamy Srinivasan:
Could I know from where did you get this poem?
Mani
Quaerendo Invenietis
Originally posted by Joe King:
I do find that these things make a lot more sense on a friday night, after a certain level of alcohol consumption, then on a monday morning![]()
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Originally posted by Mani Ram:
Heard about Kuruntokai? It's the 40th song in that collection.
Originally posted by Mapraputa Is:
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Mani
Quaerendo Invenietis
Originally posted by Mani Ram:
[qb]Map: Why Earth is Red? Is it some season or geological phenomenon?
Here is my take on this.
Once the water & red soil mixes, they become inseparable (at least when compared to the black soil). So, the poet gives a strong bond between the hearts.[/QB]
sembulam saerndha neerththuli poal ambudai nenjam kalandhadhenna
Originally posted by Saran Vel:
And by the way.. here is my fav..hiku!
Mani
Quaerendo Invenietis
Originally posted by kayal cox:
Here's a fun one!
Ranga Be Brave
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Deep in jungle I am went
A timing clock, fuse wire, high explosives and a tiny ad:
Smokeless wood heat with a rocket mass heater
https://woodheat.net
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