Sonnet — An Invocation to the Master
May 1, 2022
How simple the first dreams wereAs brooder and thinker and doer too,By these deeds it seemed to be c
Sonnet — An Invocation to The Master
December 7, 2021
Oh what am I to Thee glory-maned golden One,Am but a bumbling speck on an ignoble globeWandering aim
August 22, 2021
Am I Thy marred coin for exchange unfitIn this bustling world-commerce of value,To be untouched by T
June 7, 2021
Like a potter I stay at turning wheel of dayAnd at night I mould keen my living clay,I forge my thou
Poem— An Collective Invocation to The Mother and The Master
May 10, 2021
Why O Mother must He cast me thus,Framing my days in His sullen mood?All my prone pleas do not impre
Poem
March 23, 2021
A piddling storm came ambling byBearing desire and fear with a sigh,“Take kindly Sirs, these offerin
February 16, 2021
“Who art thou sapling, a tendril feeble and trivial,What business thine in this age for the titanic?
A Poem
April 25, 2019
O Hand, artist-eyed perfectionist,Of minute care in fibrous feather.
