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Katrina Plumb • .

Hi Sarojini,

Thank you for your gracious acceptance of the new theme. I hope you do not mind me giving a brief review of your childhood hero poem:


He is handsome,
brilliant,
have deep faith in God
and himself also.
He regularly appears
in the dream,
tells the stories of his land and people;
describes his adventure one after another
takes me to the unknown land
to feel joy like a swan flying in the blue sky.
He never betray whom he discovers
in the agony of worldly matters;
He remains always,
in my world of fantasy,
though i have already crossed
the childhood days and now approaching
towards the horizon of life.
Sometime i think him a dream
sometime i feel he is real,
i am yet inside a riddle
never tried to solve.

© Sarojini Pattayat

Woven into a riddle; bound by belief systems we have built up for decades; we need the hope of one who is constantly admirable, forever on our side. Thank you, Sarojini for showing us that playfulness can accompany us forever.

Is this a Muse, who balances worldly wisdom with divine inspiration, so perfectly? He provides the continuity the poet needs to keep facing escapade after escapade. One of the difficulties is distinguishing fact from fiction, but the poem holds us in ethereal wonder, where such analysis is unnecessary.

As Ruth Padel commented on reviewing Kathleen Jamie’s poem ‘Skeins of Geese’, when she saw the birds scrawling indecipherable words in the air: “We can live with not understanding everything. We have to.” Our internal riddles hold vital hope and unfathomable mystery.

Thank you, Sarojini.
5 days ago
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sarojini pattayat • Thanks Katrina for your powerful comment.You are all my inspiration you know.





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