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It was my poetry teacher, Pele, who recommended to me a couple of years back that I must do an Arvon retreat. Unfortunately at that time...

Tree The sapling delicately shifts, hands to earth. The Sun’s peeping only finds darkness. Leaves caress tender hands. Wrapped in light...

Last week I watched one of my favourite bands, Anathema perform at The Koko, Camden Town, London. Can you imagine – being moved to tears...

I mentioned in a previous post about my intention of continuing work on my poem on India’s partition. Well, the poem has been taking...

Culture and language impact what we think, feel and subsequently pen down – I discovered that first hand for my own self, or rather my...

Three weeks ago I participated in a Ode writing workshop at guess where – Keats House in Hampstead. In his garden to be precise! The...

To support a fellow poet I once attended an evening call Artless. The concept behind Artless is to provide a safe platform for artistes...

Sitting at the Southbank Poetry Library, I was browsing through the Spring Issue of London Poetry Magazine when I came across an...

In April last year I attended the Purplebeach event in London. Purplebeach is a congregation of business leaders, thinkers and...