Sunday Rice

I haven’t written a poem characteristic of my technique for a while. I am yet to recover from the impact of PensPeak 2015, I guess. This day, as I write over music, memories of past Sundays and the nudging notion to write in my recently acquired technique (which I haven’t mastered yet), I can’t help missing my conventional technique of Poetry… Undiluted and full of unasked questions.

So I’m going to write a poem today, I won’t force it or disturb it, I’ll just let my practice pour out purity or let purity pour put practice? I guess it is in the pouring. I’ll call this ‘Sunday Rice’, you and I are going through it together.

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