Tag: leaves
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They hand you a box
They hand you a boxFour neat lines joined at supremely perfect right anglesYour body, rounded at the edges, pliable, more flesh than muscleSqueezing yourself into shape you triumph, look you say, I fitSkin compacted into nothingnessCells harnessed to behave One day, unexpectedly you spill outOver the edges, across the linesMass dictating it’s ruleslook they say, […]
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Autumn Moments in Amsterdam, 2017 Edition
Fall, leaves, fall By Emily Bronte Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree. I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow; I shall sing when night’s decay Ushers in a drearier day. (Source: Poetry Foundation) […]
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Walks around Beatrixpark
I have been enjoying my walks around Beatrixpark. It is a quieter, smaller, and more romantic park than the other ones in Amsterdam. There are secluded sections that allow for solitude, which can in some cases seem perilous if you have been watching one too many murder mysteries. They have an open paddle pool for […]
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Wild Things are a Joy Forever
Two years back, on my first visit to New York, my friend from school Shalini recommended a visit to The High Line. We walked there; she stylishly in her boots, and me clumsily dragging my massive backpack. I loved The High Line (thank you Shalini). It not only recycles and repurposes old beautiful things but also provides this […]
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The Blossom on the Bough by Anne Dowden
Last year at the ISA (located in Amstelveen) I bought this second-hand book. The book was last issued from the library in 1995 and they had decided to part with it. I paid very little for it. Firstly, I love botanical drawings. The precision with which they are made is stunning. My pictures veer more towards […]
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Going away – a visit to NIAS
Our team at work went for an offsite to NIAS in Wassenaar. I wrote a small feature on the outing. I am sharing a snippet (the one which Purab made me read out again): Autumn is an extraordinary season. The trees laden with orange, brown and red, shed their leaves. Ripe with the experiences of the […]
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Leaves – A Ghazal
It is August. Soon we will be in Autumn – Fall. I like the manner in which fall as a word rolls inside the mouth, in the end making the tongue meet the roof of your mouth. For that reason and a few other. Leaves – A Ghazal What eats you from inside gradually […]
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