India Day Parade on Madison Avenue

dil tor diya sir!

Beautiful, engaging imagery. I left the poem feeling uneasy about this confusion, dissolution, confluence of cultures. Also sadness at the loss of home and the bittersweet persistence of memory. But hope, too, in the power of love in the face of all this. Love conquers all... ?

Incredibly beautiful. I must keep a copy. Def. will try and read more of your work. I found this astonishing in its music and its meaning,

Re; Bina`s comment on whether the poet`s relationship is real or not, I think ( assuming the query is open) that it doesn`t matter. What matters is whether you resonated as a reader. That is what makes it real.

very good stuff...and i hardly think its fair to compare anything to the love song of jap.

beautiful.

Beautiful poem. I especially like the end. We have carved a new world here, with its own nuances.

Yes, from what I have heard from others, it IS an uncommon experience hearing the author read his works. Hopefully he will tour our neck of the woods with Passport Photos and Pure Chutney.

What a beautiful, sensual, sensuous poem. Read it out loud and see how the words sound like music. I would love to be able to access sound files of the authors reading out their poetry.

Do you think the relationship between the narrator (what a clinical word, but accurate nonetheless) and Soraiya Hasan Ali is real, or symbolic?

Parades may come and parades may go

love may come and love may go

like paan, cherished, nurtured,spitted,

foreign-ness may come and go.

Liked parts some of your poem

but love song of Alfred J. Prufrock

Is that and that much more.