Thursday, November 10, 2011

For a writer everything is life… each moment verse, each breath surprise

A lazy afternoon, wrapped in the lethargy of a whole night and morning spent at office. Fortunately it is a holiday, so I can be comparatively at ease. (Only comparatively as already new work has started piling up!) I want to start reading the new collection of poems ‘the great enigma’ by Tomas Transtromer. Had bought it a few days back but couldn’t start it because of the work load.

And at around 6 in the morning when I (finally) unwrapped the book, I could’ve started with the foreword or the first poem, but then I saw the bookmark in the middle and was curious to know what poem it’ll be at. Turned out as if it was meant for me, prompting me to update my facebook status and share it with the world: Its 6am, I’ve just reached home from office and found these words by Transtromer waiting for me. “The law of gravity presses| us| against our work by day and against our beds by night.” For a writer, there is no work or home and day or night…

The title for the post comes from my love’s comment on the above mentioned update. Thanks Dee! And you can read Transtromer’s complete poem here on my other blog: OR my facebook page: OR the new Google+ page: :)

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