All And Nothing: Tagore And The Caves Of Ellora
It was too dark to see your hand in front of your face and in this ocean of black, one holy sound moved through everything. In that moment I knew that we were all and we were nothing.
It was too dark to see your hand in front of your face and in this ocean of black, one holy sound moved through everything. In that moment I knew that we were all and we were nothing.
Rick Holland | Posted 08.31.2011
"Poetry" does not only live in established poetic institutions and counter institutions. It exists precisely and exactly wherever you sense it.
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After a lifetime of not thinking about it much, I suddenly stumbled into Holocaust memories, and now they are tangled around me. They are not my memories, but their meaning is part of my life. It has to be.
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Indo-American Arts Council founder and executive director Aroon Shivdasani has lived all over the world but has called New York home for about half he...
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We are designed for giving. When we do so, our lives come into a certain order, even and especially when things seem so chaotic and uncertain.
Anne Naylor | Posted 11.17.2011
I believe we may have much more freedom than we generally realize. As creatures of habit, we tend to get locked in to beliefs, expectations and patterns of behaviour that limit our freedom.
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