-June 21st, 2007 -2:00pm -Somewhere between Atlanta and Savannah, GA Eric Cohen stopped the car and let his head out through the window. Not a single car could be seen within a mile’s radius. The Sun’s brutal rays fell sharply over his balding head. He was blinded for the split second before he puked, for the third time. Puking felt good momentarily. But then Eric was too high to enjoy the release fully. His head was like a dead washing machine not even trying to start itself. He sat back straight on his seat wiping his mouth with Kleenex. As he put his hands on the wheel again, the churn in his stomach returned. Nothing had prepared him for this. Nothing. Not even the strongest joint he had ever fixed in his life. Three minutes passed. Three very long minutes. Eric wanted to start the engine. He really did. And intermittently between the clouded nirvanas, he thought that he actually could . He had been feeling this way for weeks now. And especially when he was high on m...
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Do you consciously stay away from flamboyant words and passages? Most Indian writers I follow have a complex writing style both from a vocabulary perspective and from a content perspective. While the content in your work is there...just hidden away, the vocabulary is simple. I understand you are a mother as well and as someone who has spent a lot of time with children, I speak from experience that it does influence your language and your behavior.
Anyway - great Blog. Perhaps I'll get one of my own started and invite you in for a cuppa tea ;)
Cheers!
the poem is quite precise though, and maybe would flow better in free verse.
hope to see more verses from you.
This is "Anon" - Got my blog up. It is very different from what you write...but keep writing - Short poems are da bomb! :)