tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388363694299993881.post5199440641545067875..comments2011-09-11T08:43:10.690-07:00Comments on Prosaic: Keeping in touchTrinath Gaduparthihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06365277684373227102noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388363694299993881.post-30145718580183423932011-09-11T08:43:10.690-07:002011-09-11T08:43:10.690-07:00Good one! I couldn't get some of the contexts....Good one! I couldn't get some of the contexts. Otherwise it is in tune with what I am thinking now 9:12 pm 11th Sep 2011Chaitanya Praveenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07890562525217322479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388363694299993881.post-59981237531062885512011-09-04T06:30:21.272-07:002011-09-04T06:30:21.272-07:00Nice oscillations in your sentences.
But you had...Nice oscillations in your sentences. <br /><br />But you had to bring out kitsch, didn't you?<br /><br />Poor Trinath, do you really think the bad effects of an impromptu poem can be "annulled" by another cleverly thought out one? Whom have you written to lately? I have a feeling he/she types lies better than speaks.<br /><br />You can't ride bikes (except pillion riding, may be), but Bolano probably did. Not all poets are equally handicapped. Some ride bikes and die in accidents. Some don't have a license and limp along the footpaths till an old age.<br /><br />When was the most recent reunion?Sravanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07057894653248274272noreply@blogger.com