tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77179210503503501052024-03-14T08:59:37.944-07:00Sipping SunshinePoetry that churns. Sunshine on the ocean waters. Into something tangible. Freedom anchored. To the ocean with. Ballerina's toes that refuse to stop dancing.Mohineet Kaur Boparaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00654088886461579166noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717921050350350105.post-16014377705916948782013-08-25T10:55:00.003-07:002013-08-26T04:33:36.782-07:00GLIMPSE...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: x-large;">A walk around all things poetic and some hard and supple musings on the literariness and life of it. My inspirations and their transformation into poetry. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Several inspirations hover in this invisible place around existence.They waver, they flicker but they stay ingrained to a vital part of me...</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Frida Kahlo</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">quotes from Frida</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“I paint my own reality. The only thing I know is that I paint because I need to, and I paint whatever passes through my head without any other consideration.” </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“Leaving is not enough. You must stay gone. Train your heart like a dog. Change the locks even on the house he's never visited. You lucky, lucky girl. You have an apartment just your size. A bathtub full</span></div>
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of <span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">tea. A heart the size of Arizona, but not nearly so arid. Don't wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problems are papier mache puppets you made or bought because the vendor at the market was so compelling you just had to have them. You had to have him. And you did. And now you pull down the bridge between your houses, you make him call before he visits, you take a lover for granted, you take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic. Make the first bottle you consume in this place a relic. Place it on whatever altar you fashion with a knife and five cranberries. Don't lose too much weight. Stupid girls are always trying to disappear as revenge. And you are not stupid. You loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas. Heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street.”</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“I paint myself because I am so often alone and because I am the subject I know best.” </span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b>Sonnet XVII</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>I do not love you as if you were brine-rose, topaz,</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>or barbed carnations thrown off by the fire.</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>I love you as certain hidden things are loved,</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>secretly, between night and soul.</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>I love you like the flower-less plant</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>carrying inside itself the light of those flowers,</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>and, graced by your love, a fierce perfume</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>risen from earth, is alive, concealed in my flesh.</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>I love you without knowing how, whence, when.</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>I love you truly, without doubts, without pride,</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>I love you so, and know, no other way to love,</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>none but this mode of neither You nor I,</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>so close that your hand over my chest is my hand,</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>so close they are your eyes I shut when I sleep.</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">“Then summer came. A summer limp with the weight of blossomed things. Heavy sunflowers weeping over fences; iris curling and browning at the edges far away from their purple hearts; ears of corn letting<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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their auburn hair wind down to their stalks. And the boys. The beautiful, beautiful boys who dotted the landscape like jewels, split the air with their shouts in the field, and thickened the river with their shining wet backs. Even their footsteps left a smell of smoke behind!” </span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">― </span><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3534.Toni_Morrison" style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;">Toni Morrison</a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">, </span><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/3207953" style="text-decoration: none;">Sula</a></i></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="color: purple;">“At some point in life t</span></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="color: purple;">he world's beauty becomes enough. You don't need to photograph, paint or even remember it. It is enough. No record of it needs to be kept and you don't need someone to share it with or tell it to. When that happens — that letting go — you let go because you can.” </span></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="color: #181818;">―</span><span style="color: #660000;"> </span></span><span style="color: #660000;"><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3534.Toni_Morrison" style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;">Toni Morrison</a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">, </span><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/2174297" style="text-decoration: none;">Tar Baby</a></i></span></div>
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<b><span style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">― </span><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6134.Arundhati_Roy" style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Arundhati Roy</a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">, </span><i style="background-color: white; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/301662">The Cost of Living</a></i></span></b><br />
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