Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Feature: Tikuli Dogra Day 3
Drama in the Sky
A Gloomy day, definite nip in the air
The wind, strong and chilly
Golden yellow leaves of the poplar
Cling desperately to thin haggard branches
The silence is uncanny
Murky mist seeps through
The very core of my being
My thoughts are frozen in time
Memories close in like a blizzard of snow
The drama in the sky unfolds
A flash of lightning marks the brilliant opening
With thunderous applause it begins to pour
The trees, their heads bowed, cry ceaselessly
The wet sun struggles to release itself
From behind the heavy cloud cover
The spell is strong, possessed, I drift into a trance
The sounds of thunder & flashes of lightning cease
The curtain falls
Complete silence follows
Nothing moves, not even a single leaf
© Tikuli Dogra (published in Guntur National Poetry Fest Anthology and Associated Content)
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Q&A
Q: What are your goals as a writer/poet?
A: I have not yet set any goals as a writer/ poet.I do want to better myself and one day have a global readership and interaction. Right now it is just a way to express myself and reach out to people with similar interest.
Q: How do you know when a poem is complete and needs no more revisions or do your poems continually evolve and change?
A: I feel the moment my thought transforms into a verse my poem is complete. I do make revisions in it if it is meant for publishing somewhere. Those are basically technical changes. A better word, a captivating phrase, some change in rhythm, rhyme and so on but the thought remains the same.
Q: What is one thing you want to be remembered for most as a writer/poet?
A: I have a long way to go as a writer/poet. For this moment in time I just want to be remembered as someone who has tremendous passion for learning , reading and writing.
Q: When did you first have an interest in poetry?
A: I was introduced to Urdu Hindi poetry at an early age and since then there was no turning back. During my college days as a student of English Literature I expanded my horizons and began to read poets from across the globe, that's when my interest grew and I started writing too.
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Very vivid! "The wet sun struggles to release itself" - a striking image to savour"....Looking forward to more.
ReplyDeleteExpressive! Your strength is emotive expressions
ReplyDeletegood work Tiku!-- Nabina
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