Thank you so much Mike! It's so moving to know that you feel like you've been there; it's what I aspire to do with my writing. I really appreciate your note.
Bombay meri jaan -- I've so desperately wanted to capture the city's atmosphere and here you've done it so perfectly -- it feels alive, beautiful and tragic. Thank you for your writing. Your poetry continue to inspire me ❤️
Oh this is such a lovely comment to receive! Thank you so much for reading Aastha <3 I'm so glad that you think I've captured the city well in this piece.
From beginning to end my attention was held. "That July" hooked me with how direct and the sense of dread I felt with anticipating what makes this July "that", instead of yet another mundane month within the year.
"i think i am running out of ways to forget you." Is going to stick with me for a while. Very great read. Thank you.
Thanks for your comment and the lovely image! I love your suggestion about roots. A lot of these are my older poems that I’m reworking and sharing on Substack. I do want to bring more of India and the Indian city in my current writing ☺️
This poem is set in Bombay btw; I wonder if that knowledge will bring more of it to life: July, the monsoon, the straining city, the umbrellas, the flooding, the stench! It’s Bombay just as I remember it.
Incredible writing. Thanks for sharing.
Beautiful, Anagha. I’ve never been there, but now I feel like I have. I love your use of whitespace and lowercase too.
Thank you so much Mike! It's so moving to know that you feel like you've been there; it's what I aspire to do with my writing. I really appreciate your note.
"i am running out of ways to forget you."
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i am running out of ways to forget you.
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HI! I'm glad you liked it!! Thanks for all your encouraging comments on my other pieces too, omg, it really made my day <3
I meant every word.
You made mine by your incredible poems
Bombay meri jaan -- I've so desperately wanted to capture the city's atmosphere and here you've done it so perfectly -- it feels alive, beautiful and tragic. Thank you for your writing. Your poetry continue to inspire me ❤️
Oh this is such a lovely comment to receive! Thank you so much for reading Aastha <3 I'm so glad that you think I've captured the city well in this piece.
From beginning to end my attention was held. "That July" hooked me with how direct and the sense of dread I felt with anticipating what makes this July "that", instead of yet another mundane month within the year.
"i think i am running out of ways to forget you." Is going to stick with me for a while. Very great read. Thank you.
Thanks for your comment and the lovely image! I love your suggestion about roots. A lot of these are my older poems that I’m reworking and sharing on Substack. I do want to bring more of India and the Indian city in my current writing ☺️
This poem is set in Bombay btw; I wonder if that knowledge will bring more of it to life: July, the monsoon, the straining city, the umbrellas, the flooding, the stench! It’s Bombay just as I remember it.