16 June 2008
Geoffrey Philp reads a poem here, called “Red”. It’s about being in between.
As Philp writes:
And while this poem does not adhere strictly to the form [the ghazal], it did allow me to play with the word “red,” which at the start of the poem refers to a biracial person or “half-caste.”
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26 May 2008
… and if you don’t know what that long word up there means, go look it up.
I was reading Shashwati’s Blog this morning. It’s been a long time since I’ve checked her stuff out, which doesn’t mean that I don’t value what she says, but rather that I really have not had the kind of [...]
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