what is poetry to most of you? i get the sense that for some it’s about the cutting, the search for the visceral, the re-membering (or perhaps reopening) of the wound. i ask this because these days i wonder if people read poetry for the music of it all. the sound. the enchantment that comes primarily via the aural element of poetry. no judgement, just curious—i feel as if reading has shifted to becoming a mostly visual act, which could in the long run amputate poetry in some respects. would love to hear some responses, thank you and sending love.

my mother always coerceses me to visit temples. how do i tell her, "मैं मंदिर क्यों जावा, मेरा यार ख़ूदा है।"

It’s okay to miss sometimes. Not some person but the time that is gone. The time when you could sleep a little longer, laugh a little louder and never feel tired. When the world was happy, when you were happy.