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ಕವಿ ಮನೆ / Poet's House

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Wed, 17 Sep 2025 22:15:57 +0000

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Entrance to a Chruch

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Mon, 17 Mar 2014 01:27:22 +0000

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Man of Sorrows

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sun, 14 Jun 2015 15:35:11 +0000

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www.groundsforsculpture.org

“I am the Man of Sorrows, I am he
Who is nailed on the wide cross of the universe;
To enjoy my agony God built the earth,
My passion he has made his drama's theme.
He has sent me naked into his bitter world
And beaten me with his rods of grief and pain
That I might cry and grovel at his feet
And offer him worship with my blood and tears.
I am Prometheus under the vulture's beak,
Man the discoverer of the undying fire,
In the flame he kindled burning like a moth;
I am the seeker who can never find,
I am the fighter who can never win,
I am the runner who never touched his goal
...........

Savithri

A Tree

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Mon, 23 Jan 2023 16:19:07 +0000

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Image: Kappa, Hawai

A Leaf

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Tue, 28 Oct 2014 11:52:59 +0000

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A leaf, one of the last, parts from a maple branch:
it is spinning in the transparent air of October, falls
on a heap of others, stops, fades. No one
admired its entrancing struggle with the wind,
followed its flight, no one will distinguish it now
as it lies among other leaves, no one saw
what I did. I am
the only one.

Bronislaw Maj

Resilence

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Mon, 08 Sep 2025 19:11:01 +0000

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In the midst of it all,
I am still standing tall;
Like a heavy oak tree,
Refusing to fall

I am losing it all –
Yet, I’m holding on tight,
To that undying light
That I hold inside me.

These roots will not freeze,
On this cruel winter’s eve;
In my heart there’s a fire
Like you wouldn’t believe

I have much life to live,
Many dreams to achieve;
So much love left to give
And many gifts to receive

~ Jimmy Osborne

Iris *

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sat, 21 Sep 2013 16:00:33 +0000

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Good Hours

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sun, 09 Mar 2014 15:01:15 +0000

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Robert Frost

Li Bai

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Wed, 27 Aug 2025 00:28:15 +0000

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寂寂竟何待
朝朝空自歸
欲尋芳草去
惜與故人違
當路誰相假
知音世所稀
祗應守寂寞
還掩故園扉

留別王維, 孟浩然

Silently, I am waiting
Each and every day, now returning to my empty self
Seeking fragrant herbs
Sadly parting my dear friend

But who shall help me on the way?

Bosom companions are all too rare
I shall be lonely
When I close my garden gate

Farewell to Wang Wei, Meng Haoran

Spider on the wall

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Fri, 22 Sep 2023 17:20:29 +0000

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He lives in a corner of the gaurage, He sits there and waits from some insect to come and feed him. Ah, the strange ways of evolution -- the auto pilot!!

The amount of time that spiders can live without food varies between different species of spiders. Larger species tend to live longer without food than smaller species, but in general, they can go anywhere from 30-60 days without food. ~ Source WWW

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She asks me to kill the spider.
Instead, I get the most
peaceful, weapons I can find.

I take a cup and a napkin.
I catch the spider, put it outside
And allow it to walk away.

If I am ever caught in the wrong place
At the wrong time, just being alive
And not bothering any one,

I hope, I am greeted
With the same kind
Of mercy.

~ Rudy Francisco

Blue bird

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Wed, 24 Jul 2013 10:25:01 +0000

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As I went out a Crow
In a low voice said, “Oh,
I was looking for you.
How do you do?
I just came to tell you
To tell Lesley (will you?)
That her little Bluebird
Wanted me to bring word
That the north wind last night
That made the stars bright
And made ice on the trough
Almost made him cough
His tail feathers off.
He just had to fly!
But he sent her Good-by,
And said to be good,
And wear her red hood,
And look for skunk tracks
In the snow with an ax—
And do everything!
And perhaps in the spring
He would come back and sing.”

~Robert Frost The Last Words of the Blue Bird"

Misgivings

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sat, 09 Nov 2013 13:09:49 +0000

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All crying, 'We will go with you, O Wind!'
The foliage follow him, leaf and stem;
But a sleep oppresses them as they go,
And they end by bidding them as they go,
And they end by bidding him stay with them.

Since ever they flung abroad in spring
The leaves had promised themselves this flight,
Who now would fain seek sheltering wall,
Or thicket, or hollow place for the night.

And now they answer his summoning blast
With an ever vaguer and vaguer stir,
Or at utmost a little reluctant whirl
That drops them no further than where they were.

I only hope that when I am free
As they are free to go in quest
Of the knowledge beyond the bounds of life
It may not seem better to me to rest. ~ Robert Frost

ನಾಗಣ್ಣನ ಕನ್ನಡಕ

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sun, 03 Aug 2025 16:14:22 +0000

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en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Panje_Mangesh_Rao

...Now that April is here

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Wed, 16 Jul 2025 18:25:20 +0000

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en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Browning

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nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sun, 22 May 2016 12:38:21 +0000

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Snowy woods

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Mon, 17 Jun 2013 10:01:36 +0000

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Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

"Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening" ~ Robert Frost

Listen to the poem:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=nie5dGD6OQA&feature=related

Poem read by Gerrison Keller

writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php?date=2006/03/07

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nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Sat, 08 Feb 2025 18:51:41 +0000

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…………………….
Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?

~Reluctance - Robert Frost

Leaf

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Thu, 19 Dec 2024 03:25:34 +0000

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A leaf was riven from a tree,
“I mean to fall to earth,” said he

The west wind, rising, made him veer.
“Eastward,” said he, “I now shall steer.”

The east wind rose with greater force.
Said he: “ ‘Twere wise to change my course"

With equal power they content.
He said “My judgment I suspend.”

Down died the winds, the leaf, elate,
Cried, “I’ve decided to fall straight.”

~ Ambrose Bierce.

The Lady of Shalott

nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Wed, 16 Oct 2024 19:48:42 +0000

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JOHN WATRHOUSE

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_William_Waterhouse

The influence of the Pre-Raphaelites remained strong in England until the end of the 19th century. Here Waterhouse tackled one of their favorite themes – an Arthurian subject made famous by one of Lord Tennyson’s poems. . . .

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nobody@ipernity.com (Dinesh) — Wed, 09 Oct 2024 16:45:14 +0000

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O my Luve is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.

So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;
I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only luve!
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my luve,
Though it were ten thousand mile.

~ Roibert Burns