The Graph of a cry
Mapping the American Ghazal’s literary history 1960-2010
Ityadi otherwise known as etc.
My dissertation is available as a book for academics, libraries, and those who are interested to read more about the phenomenal journey of the American ghazal. This dissertation analyzes the journey of the ancient Arabic poetic form of the ghazal to America to provide insights into transnational poetry and cultural mobility. While the movement of […]
Almost every year I get to work with the vibrant students of the Filmacademie. An opportunity that I greatly look forward to as it always leads to powerful conversations in which I get to learn just as much as the students. The diversity and inclusion workshop involves the theory of Intersectionality and unpacking films and […]
In the summer 2020, we took some time off to go visit spaces that resonated our inner landscape. It was a beautiful time for innovation, but mostly there was devastation followed by a constant creeping feeling of calamity. When my friend Marrije suggested that a visit to the Museum Voorlinden is a must. I took […]
The kingdom of heaven — whatever that place is to you — does not care about how many books you have published nor how many emails you have answered. Just imagine dying without truly understanding just how many shades of blue the sky contains? Source: If I Am Tired, I Will Rest By: Lisa Marie Basile […]
“She is still picky and she is still stubborn”
Hi, I’m Amrita, author of the graph of a cry
I am an author, blogger, and diversity facilitator, exploring cultural mobility and inclusion. Expect philosophical meanderings, academic projects, ruminations of relaxed travel, delicious food, meditations on belonging, and the occasional pursuit of beauty! I hope you enjoy!
The Woman Who Turned Down a Date with a Cherry Farmer BY AIMEE NEZHUKUMATATHIL Fredonia, NY Of course I regret it. I mean there I was under umbrellas of fruitso red they had to be borne of Summer, and no other season. Flip-flops and fishhooks. Ice cubes made of lemonade and sprigs of mint to slip in blue glasses of […]