Maybe as a Cloud on The Silhouette of My Beloved Hills or on Treetops Of Conifers in a Serene, Eternal void, listening to Soft, Soothing Murmur of The Tree or near The Late Crescent Of The Moon in a Lazy soul stretched dawn or in the detritus of wildflowers among the leaves of pine amalgamating gradually with the biome in verses that I read or wrote or in some incomplete crude stories that I pined to complete in the manuscripts that I abridged or in the phrases that I drank in Woe, in the metaphors and personified entities that I embraced, taking them as soft play of joys and colors
Thank you for this poem, Gunjan, and it's so appropriate for this time of year. I really especially love the images of trees and clouds and mountains of nature. And I also really appreciate your tribute to Louise Glick. I'm also a lover of her poems
Gunjan Joshi
@Bibliophile · 1:44
Hi Katharine. Thank you for your generous words and for listening to this well of mine. Indeed, Louise Gluck is a primary inspiration for me behind my compilation of poetry which I launched in April this year. What I admire most about her poetry is stark realism and dark wit, which she has in lot of her poems such as The Wild Iris, Mock Orange and the Red Poppy
Swell Team
@Swell · 0:15
And the way I started picturizing everything was really excellent because it was through your narration and through your words which made that impact. So thank you so much for always coming up with such beautiful swells and again, reconnecting us with our roots in the form of connection with nature, mountains and all. Thank you so much. Gunjan, I hope you'll come up with lots and lots of wonderful content like this
Meenu Kaur
@tailored979 · 2:35
The entire fight of the space or place or situation or position comes to an end over there when we know that we rule nowhere but in the hearts of the people. And that is what the beautiful which your poem has left all of us with. Wonderful poem