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The Gordian Knot: Invasion (revised version of Mold Invasion)

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Greek legend tells of a knot that could not be undone. Friday, June 5, 2009. Invasion (revised version of Mold Invasion). The fridge is in the living room today. It squats there awkwardly among the rugs and the paintings—. Cowed, somehow, and out-of-place. It is still plugged in, its shelves full of live-culture yoghurt, lettuce and anthocyanins. It hums forlornly to itself as it sits there, alone. The oven has not been moved; it is still in the kitchen,. It’s in the danger zone, the wrong place. The Her...

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The Gordian Knot: Black Hole

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Greek legend tells of a knot that could not be undone. Sunday, December 26, 2010. My heart sits in the hammock of my chest getting heavier. Stretching the fabric which is not sturdy canvas but nylon. The fabric distends to a point, warping like a black hole. The fabric of time and space distorting with the weave. I am sucked in after it, pulled and stretched,. Then vanishing with a pop into the yawning cavern,. Swirling Charybdis, whirlpool-. Lights flicker out, dizzying, around me. A morbid little rhyme.

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The Gordian Knot: As I wander down the dirty streets of Bucharest (Bucharest Exercises Revised)

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Greek legend tells of a knot that could not be undone. Friday, June 5, 2009. As I wander down the dirty streets of Bucharest (Bucharest Exercises Revised). Image "Fountain III" by ninereeds DA. This morning I want to say something magical. About Bucharest and its shadowed streets. That gleam silver in the misty, pre-dawn light. I wander along the dirty cobblestone pavement. And dark alleys, trailing my fingers along. Crowded stone buildings and cracked windowpanes. Hiding in the midst of the grime,.

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The Gordian Knot: ars poetica #6

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Greek legend tells of a knot that could not be undone. Thursday, December 16, 2010. Revision of " Wishful Thinking. Image "In the Shadows" by jerry8488. I tell you who I am with these words:. My ink spells out my soul. Little black and white marks on the page. Like the binary of light and shadows cast by the forest. Each time I tell you who I am it immediately changes:. When I share pieces of my soul with you. It means less each time. Like saying I'm fine. Like saying I love you. The shadows of my soul.

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The Gordian Knot: My Heart

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Greek legend tells of a knot that could not be undone. Monday, September 10, 2007. Among the brambles,. You walk, run. For days on end. That is why I must. Veil my thoughts,. Let no one in. Darkness a tangible force. The deeper you go,. The farther you travel,. The more the path behind. But the one ahead. Trust comes at a price. And once it is gone? It will not come back. To explore and question the role society plays in the development of our beliefs and interactions through different genres of writing.

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Dr Coomi B Singh - Poems

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Life Coach, Writer and Poet - personal page. Click the link to view page). KARUNYA, BLITHE SPIRIT. By Dr Coomi B. Singh. Karunya, my eyes see your beauty,. My heart feels your joy. Your truth, purity and love. Are like an eternal flame;. A light that burns within my heart. You are the most divine thing. That I have seen on earth. Karunya, the time you spend with me. Daily, when I meditate,. Being with you is ecstasy. A mortal, I cannot express my love;. You are radiance, light and air. On Women’s Q...

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The Gordian Knot: City of the Ages (Bucharest Exercise #1)

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Greek legend tells of a knot that could not be undone. Tuesday, May 26, 2009. City of the Ages (Bucharest Exercise #1). Image "rainbow kitty" by dream driven from deviantart.com). I wander the dirty streets of Bucharest. The silver sky reflecting unearthly, beautiful. Off the cobblestone pavement. Clouds dance across the surface,. Dark shadows pool in corners. Waves of light in the morning myst. Spring dew wets the stone walls of the surrounding buildings. I hear a bike bell a few streets away. Puzzled, ...

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The Gordian Knot: Wishful Thinking

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Greek legend tells of a knot that could not be undone. Sunday, January 17, 2010. Photograph "Forest of Shadows" by. I tell you who I am with these words. My ink spells out my soul. Little black and white marks on the page. Like the shafts of light and shadows cast by the forest. Each time I tell you who I am. When I share pieces of my soul with you. It means less each time. Like saying I love you or hihowareyou. Like saying I'm fine. The words mean less with repetition. These thoughts, these shadows.

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The Gordian Knot: ENGL 60.4 Dream piece--Untitled Draft 1

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Greek legend tells of a knot that could not be undone. Thursday, February 3, 2011. ENGL 60.4 Dream piece- Untitled Draft 1. 8221; I shout her name, but she was never there. I write poems to her in appeal for forgiveness. Poems that she will never read. Cries that she will never hear. I am lying in bed in college in London. I wake up. I am in Montreal again. I wake up. My lover rolls over and drapes his arm around me. He never knew I had a friend named Fauna. When I ask him what I should write abo...B: Oh...

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Whether pigs have wings: Winsome loses some, wins lots

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Whether pigs have wings. Conversations that answer such profound questions. Thursday, August 30, 2007. Winsome loses some, wins lots. A model claims that she's been the victim of online fraud to the tune of Rs. 21,568. That's not a lot of money to merit long articles in The Times of India and DNA (two newspapers I saw reports in). The article is propped up by a photo of the model, Ankeeta Mukherjee. Obviously one from her portfolio. Does her a world of good. And that's only The Times of India. Of Orkut, ...