Hindustan Times: AI & Studio Ghibli
This post is about AI copying art from Studio Ghibli and also the season of outdoor concerts in Bangalore-- particularly the Ramaseva Mandali ones in Chamarajpet.
WisdomCircle: Character vs Achievement
No matter what the field, there are three things that all of us need for success: content/talent, attitude, and projection or marketing yourself.
Poem: Untouchable: in Humans of the World
This poem won 3rd Place in the Summer Poetry Winner: Humans of the World. August 23, 2023
Hindustan Times: Water and Food pop-ups
Bangalore has always been a city where citizens want to participate in the city’s improvement only to be rebuffed by the government.
Poem: Refugee: in The Mantelpiece
Refugee was published in The Mantelpiece Magazine, published in Iceland, in the May 2024 issue.
Hindustan Times: Ambition & Adaptation
Politician Tejaswi Surya married Carnatic singer Sivasri Skandaprasad earlier this month with great fanfare and predictably some controversy. All of which led me to wonder about ambition and adaptation. Ambition requires nimbleness and adaptation.
Poem: The blindfolded bear: in the WildSound Festival of Poetry
The blindfolded bear dandelions burst wiggled in the wind settled on the eyes of a black bear blindfolded by stardust he stood up surprised sniffed at the future goosebumps settled as he stumbled through riverine jungles gobbling [...]
Poem: Brahms Lullaby: in Verseville
Brahms Lullaby Nobody knows how animal paws came into my handbag Nobody knows how the Brahms lullaby escaped Novak’s tennis racquet Nobody knows how waves throw salt and sand at golden froth coloring the sky Nobody knows [...]
Poem: The wounded drummer boy: in Verseville
The wounded drummer boy hiding behind the cosmic sky and his father’s fly tells his friend that he needs to go to Persepolis to get an injection or he will die Two men his father and uncle [...]
Poem: Lunuganga: in The Wild Umbrella
Lunuganga I lie in Lunuganga Tracing on My lover’s chest A moonlit path That ends at Slivered water’s edge Where A prehistoric saurian Tangled in Lotus stalks Seeks escape From this Unhinged wildness Where My ancestors monkey [...]
Poem: Keeper of Harmony: in Mukoli- the magazine of peace
Keeper of harmony Women are like creepers; my mother tells me-- or ought to be. Creepers braid themselves around trees-- no dissonance, only harmony. But I want to be the tree, I tell my Mom and she [...]
Poem: Calendared Intention: in La Piccioletta Barca
Calendared Intention My mother calls me every morning and recites the panchangam = the Hindu calendar, beginning with the year, which shows, perhaps, her long view of life and belief in, if not immortality, at least a [...]