Simplicity and poetry don’t always seem to go together. In fact, I’ve seen very few poets stay simple when it comes to expressing the sublime. And I agree, it depends on the style of the poet how the verse is put across. If it doesn’t dilute the intent of the verse, I feel it is beautiful. After all, to quote Rita Dove, “Poetry is language at its most distilled and most powerful.”
‘Life is 10% what happens to us, and 90% how we react to it.’ – Dennis Kimbro
No one can predict what life throws at us, how it tests us. We can’t control that, but we can control how we let it to affect us. We can choose to take it in our stride and learn from it, or stop and let it fester. To do the former takes strength and courage, patience and a positive life-affirming attitude. Those qualities are reflected in the writings shared by Geetha Paniker in this book.
Poetry is an expression of experience, mostly. Whether it is experiencing heartbreak or observing and enjoying the beauty of the setting sun, the poet puts it across in verse. As Muriel Rukeyser once said, “Breathe in experience, Breathe out poetry.” And with the experience, the poet can bring across simplicity or depth, calmness or intensity, and with those words, leave the reader mesmerized. I’ve said it before… reviewing poetry is not something I find easy, but like fiction, even the poet’s work is completed by the understanding of the reader.
Life is not perfect or anything. It has its ups and downs, joys and blues etc. Each of us has a way to get the frustration of the downs and blues out. Some write it out, some read a book, and yes, some vent it out by bitching about it to others who are in a similar state, or who’d be able to relate to it. It’s perhaps more prominent when in a job that we’re not happy with and yet can’t leave for some reason. Through the author’s debut work, we were introduced to the bitching club of Aarohi. This, her second book, continues it.
“How can you love a person to an extent where you no longer differentiate between yourself and the one you love?”
When the blurb of a book asks a question that I had, at one time in my past, asked to myself, the book already has an appeal to it. Reading on, the plot was also intriguing. Continue reading “Book Review: Mithra, by Sahana L.”