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LIFE KINDLES THE FLAME OF POETRY
SPEECH at Central Sahitya Akademi “ Meet the Author” Program
Learned Friends, I am asked to speak on Creative Experience - in Literature. Creative experience is a time-worn subject. However I shall endeavour to say a few words in the light of my experience as a Poet.
Life kindles the flame of poetry, the poet being the 'wick' that burns to shed warmth and light. Sun can show visible objects like buildings, trees, rivers, birds, hills, people and so on. Poetry shows on the other hand, life with its joys and sorrows, secrets of life, problems of life and finally its solutions. Wisdom is given in capsules of 'metaphors' Metaphor is the basic unit of the poem.
Wise men say that it is not right to demystify poetry by submitting it to critical analysis which is perforce involved in a narration of creative experience. Nevertheless, no less than intellectuals defied this and analysed the Act of Creativity, in Art: and specially in poetry, volumes of criticism evolved from centuries on end. However to my knowledge no poet on his own explained how he got his symbols, metaphors and his Purple passages. Either the Poets or Critics said only in general terms in what state of mind the poet got his lines and what happened to one to reach that state of mind. In the East and to some extent in the West too, in the old world, Dialectics of Poetry was an intense activity in Literature and in the East particularly Indian Sahitya Sastra flowed down the centuries with uninterrupted continuity, perhaps from times earlier than the 4th Century B.C, down to about 16th/17th Centuries A.D.
Earliest known Rhetorician is Bharata in whose times Play and Ballad were the only dominant genres - but it is obvious that Bharata was the last Author on the Dialectics of Play - writing which indicates after a long duration of time Play- Writing was reduced to a trickle and eventually vanished. Then followed the endless period of kaavya. While in the Play action i.e, Abhinaya is the crucial factor, in Kaavya Metaphor i.e. Alankaara is the crucial factor. With Bhamaha probably in between the 2nd and 3rd centuries B.C. the Era of Kavya Shastra commenced ringing the curtain on the Natya and Natya Shastra. After Bharata nobody wrote a natyashastra. In the modern times in India, Play- Writing draws on the techniques of the Western Play.
This is only a preface to say that a narration involving critical analysis of how his symbols and metaphors are acquired by a Poet in the given cases will demystify the poetry and rob it of this enchantment. That too, it is bound to happen when the Poet himself indulges in such narration. Even the Critics do it, their analysis and interpretation are not uniformly the same but vary from each other whereby the mystery of poetry survives and the poetic enchantment continues. But when the poet comes out with the unfolding of his secret his statement becomes the final on the issue and the statements of the critics differing from that of the poet become invalid wholesale. Thus the art of Literature ceases to be 'the moveable feast', and becomes a dead fish by one such grievous mistake of the Poet.
Nonetheless I would speak in general terms how the Symbols and Metaphors that a Poet gets are like uninvited guests who spring a pleasant surprise on the host the Poet. After he comes out of the poem, the poet himself feels surprised how they came to him. In other words how they occurred to him. So the Symbols and Metaphors are not deliberately manipulated and captured like criminals by the police.
Symbols and Metaphors visit only those who have prepared themselves as the medium to receive those visitors. The poet is of course only the ordinary individual but with the difference that he cultured himself by going near and getting involved in life and Literature. By such a process of involvement one ceases to be the ordinary individual and becomes too sensitive and therefore suseptible to the invasion of life on him. He is final limit, and even a whiff of wind can knock out a note of melody from the vibrant strings. At this point the individual is called Poet Referring to this condition called 'poet' Bharata says Yortho hridaya samvaadee yasya bhaavo rasodbhavah Shareeram vyaapyathe thena shushkam kaashtham ivaagni naa. (the object with which the poet gets involved and thereby gets totally involved due to constant engrossment with it, spreads through out his body from head to foot, like fire spreads through a piece of dry wood). The French poet Beaudelaire said that the poet reaches this condition by 'perfected sensibility' and the Spanish poet Lorca called it 'sensibility perfected by reading and experience'.
It is in this condition that the poet's physical EYES become inert so to say and the THIRD EYE the metaphysical eye opens. The third eye is the VISION which sees the invisible things through the visible things; that is, 'the thing in itself" as kant called it.
Charles Baudelaire lines are for instance useful here to explain what I said 'the furniture appears to be dreaming and the cloth materials speak a silent language like flowers', 'the vast park abandons itself to the eye of the scorching sun like Youth to the domination of love' here 'furniture', 'cloth materials', 'flowers', 'park', 'sun', etc., are seen by the physical eye but 'furniture dreaming', 'silent speech of flowers', etc., can only be seen by the metaphysical eye which is called by the Indian Kaavya Shastra 'darshanam'. 'Naanrishih kavirithyukthah rishishcha kila darshanaath/ samastha vasthu dharmamscha tatva prakhyaa cha darshanam'. (kaavya koutukam by Tauta Bhatta). Balzac called it the 'second vision and the greaf Russian Poet Mayakovsky described it as 'the celebrated absent - mindedness of the poet'.
But the most vivid and appealing description of the condition called 'poet' is given by Sharada Tanaya in his Bhava Prakasham as follows. 'parasyasukhaduhkhadeh anubhavena chetasah tadbhava bhavanam yena bhavet tadanukoolathahtat satwam' he says that Satva Guna which an individual attains by abhyaasa i.e. practice renders him emotionally too delicate, too kind and extremely sympathetic, by which he is pained when his fellow-being is pained, he is happy when his fellow being is happy. Here fellow-being includes all the living beings of the creation. This is called 'karuna vedithwa' in Ramayan. 'tathahkarunavedithwaath adharmoya miti dwijah nishaamya rudateem krauncheem idham vachana mabraveeth' - The more famous line is 'shokhah shlokathwa maagathah' so out of 'shoka' the poet rises like the sun. 'shoka' here is equivalent to 'RASA' taadaathmya.
The poet in this condition characteristially reacts with great vehemence against 'adharma' i.e, 'injustice' and takes the side of dharma i.e justice, spontaneously. This is how the poet is the real supreme court of a country. I think enough is said of the magnificent role of the creative artist.
Thank you.
Central Sahitya Academy
February 22nd, 1995
New Delhi: India
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Visionary Poet of the Millennium
An Indian poet Prophet
Seshendra Sharma
October 20th, 1927 - May 30th, 2007
Visionary Poet of the Millennium
www.facebook.com/GunturuSeshendraSharma/
archive.org/details/@saatyaki_s_o_seshendra_sharma
Rivers and poets
Are veins and arteries
Of a country.
Rivers flow like poems
For animals, for birds
And for human beings-
The dreams that rivers dream
Bear fruit in the fields
The dreams that poets dream
Bear fruit in the people-
•* * * * *
The sunshine of my thought fell on the word
And its long shadow fell upon the century
Sun was playing with the early morning flowers
Time was frightened at the sight of the martyr-
- Seshendra Sharma
"We are children of a century which has seen revolutions, awakenment of large masses of people over the earth and their emancipation from slavery and colonialism wresting equality from the hands of brute forces and forging links of brotherhood across mankind.
This century has seen peaks of human knowledge; unprecedented intercourse of peoples and
perhaps for the first time saw the world stand on the brink of the dilemma of one world or destruction.
It is a very inspiring century, its achievements are unique.
A poet who is not conscious of this context fails in his existence as poet."
-Seshendra Sharma
(From his introduction to his “Poet’s notebook "THE ARC OF BLOOD" )
•* * * * *
B.A: Andhra Christian College: Guntur: A.P: India
B.L : Madras University: Madras
Deputy Municipal Commissioner (37 Years)
Dept of Municipal Administration, Government of Andhra Pradesh
Parents: G.Subrahmanyam (Father) ,Ammayamma (Mother)
Siblings: Anasuya,Devasena (Sisters),Rajasekharam(Younger brother)
Wife: Mrs.Janaki Sharma
Children: Vasundhara , Revathi (Daughters),
Vanamaali ,Saatyaki (Sons)
Seshendra Sharma is one of the most outstanding minds of modern Asia. He is the foremost of the Telugu poets today who has turned poetry to the gigantic strides of human history and embellished literature with the thrills and triumphs of the 20th century. A revolutionary poet who spurned the pedestrian and pedantic poetry equally, a brilliant critic and a scholar of Sanskrit, this versatile poet has breathed a new vision of modernity to his vernacular.Such minds place Telugu on the world map of intellectualism. Readers conversant with names like Paul Valery, Gauguin, and Dag Hammarskjold will have to add the name of Seshendra Sharma the writer from India to that dynasty of intellectuals.
* * *
Seshendra Sharma better known as Seshendra isa colossus of Modern Indian poetry.
His literature is a unique blend of the best of poetry and poetics.
Diversity and depth of his literary interests and his works
are perhaps hitherto unknown in Indian literature.
From poetry to poetics, from Mantra Sastra to Marxist Politics his writings bear an unnerving pprint of his rare genius.
His scholarship and command over Sanskrit , English and Telugu Languages has facilitated his emergence as a towering personality of comparative literature in the 20th century world literature.
T.S.Eliot ,ArchbaldMacleish and Seshendra Sharma are trinity of world poetry and Poetics.
His sense of dedication to the genre of art he chooses to express himself and
the determination to reach the depths of subject he undertakes to explore
place him in the galaxy of world poets / world intellectuals.
Seshendra’seBooks :http://kinige.com/author/Gunturu+Seshendra+Sharma
Seshendra Sharma’s Writings Copyright © Saatyaki S/o Seshendra Sharma
Contact :saatyaki@gmail.com+919441070985+917702964402
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Seshendra Sharma : Scholar - Poet
Seshendra Sharma, a scholar - poet was born (October 20, 1927) into a Pujari ( Priests ) family in Nellore District in the state of Andhra Pradesh in India . Seshendra’s father and his grandfather were well versed in Sanskrit Literature, Vedas and scriptures. At home itself, thus from his childhood , Seshendra got the opportunity of learning and training in Sanskrit. This was further nurtured by the Village school of Thotapalligudur, where he spent best part of his childhood.
Seshendra’s father was a well-to-do person, a Munsif ( village officer ) of the village, possessing more than Ten Acres of agricultural Wet land and own house . Father’s desire to see his son flower into a top man turned a new leaf in Seshendra’s life. Seshendra’s father admitted him for B.A. Graduation course in Andhra Christian College in Guntur. Incidentally, Seshendra’s Family Sir Name and this town’s name are one and the same. This is a turning point in the budding poet’s journey. Seshendra got significant exposure to the Western World, particularly to the Western Literature. The makings of a Visionary Poet germinated in him in this Alma Mater. His journey of poetry started with Translation of Mathew Arnold’s “Sohrab and Rustum “ , a long poem , which Seshendra translated into Telugu in Metrical poetry with accomplished finesse . This trend eventually blossomed and Seshendra emerged as an Epic – Poet. His My Country – My People : Modern Indian Epic is observed by learned critics as a land mark in modern poetry ranking it on par with T.S. Eliot’s Waste Land . This long poem was nominated for Nobel Prize in 2004. His subsequent works Gorilla, Turned into water and fled away, Ocean is my name – long poems were reviewed in scholarly strain.
Seshendra’s desire to perform in films took him to Madras, today’s Chennai in Tamil Nadu. In Madras he formally joined B.L. Course with Madras Law College. And was developing contacts in the Telugu Cinema Circles and was working as a freelance journalist. He used to translate articles into Telugu for Janavani , a popular weekly of those times whose editor was Tapi Dharma Rao , a towering personality of Telugu Literature. This facet of journalism of his personality rose to its full heights in 90s. When Soviet Union collapsed he wrote a series of articles in Telugu as well as in English decrying the west’s sinister plot, villainous machinations to pull down Communist Regimes. He sang odes / Laurels to communism and expressed in aggressive tone and style that communism will never die. It remains in the genes of oppressed peoples of the world for ever. Perhaps Seshendra is the only poet from the Indian Subcontinent to pen Anti – Imperialist essays during those times. He completed his Law course but his desire to act in films remained unfulfilled. Seshendra’s Classmates at his Alma Mater, A.C.College, Guntur, N.T.Rama Rao and Kongara Jaggaiah became popular actors of Telugu Cinema. N.T.R became an all time super –hero. Seshendra’s father and maternal uncle forcibly brought him back from Madras, and with the good offices of native Member of Parliament put him in Government service as Deputy Panchayat Officer. In due course of time, on deputation, joined Municipal Administration Department and worked as Municipal Commissioner in all Major cities and towns of Andhra Pradesh. With the result he got wide exposure to conditions of social life of his times. He obtained personal acquaintance of Common Man’s life and his travails. This enriched his vision of life and literature a great deal.
With Seshendra Poetry and Poetics are Siamese Twins. He penned works of Literary Criticism both on classical and contemporary poetry. Sahitya Kaumudi (Telugu ) and his bi-lingual book “ the ARC of Blood : My Note Book “ illustrate this point. His Research work on Valmiki’s Ramayana , Shodasi : Secrets of The Ramayana , questions the very foundations of centuries old assumptions. Seshendra, based on scientific research citing from the original text of Valmiki and Vedas, reveals that The Ramayana is not just story of Rama told in enchanting poetry , But the Sage wrote the epic to spread Kundalini Yoga among the masses of his era. His observations that the concepts of Vishnu and Reincarnation were non –existent during Valmiki’s Epoch constitute a revolt against centuries old beliefs. Sita is the central character of The Ramayana and she is Kundalini Shakti / Adi Para Shakthi . During that era temples and prayers were nonexistent. This hits directly at the very foundation of Temple System.
His Kavisena Manifesto , is a noteworthy work on Modern Poetics. In this work, he compiles cogently definitions of poetry cutting across centuries and countries and writes scintillating commentary. This Manifesto of Modern Poetry is a sort of Wikipedia page of world poetry. Seshendra, finally concludes that poetry is emotions and feelings skilfully garbed in unusual diction, and poetry is a way of life.
Discerning scholars critics and academics are of intrinsic opinion that T.S.Eliot ,Archibald MacLeish and Seshendra Sharma are trinity of world poetry and Poetics.
But this Scholar – poet of 20th century is an unsung and unwept genius of his times.
Prime Minister of India honoured Seshendra with Gold Medal in Sahitya Akademi ( India ) Golden Jubilee celebrations and Chief Minister of AP honoured him with Hansa Literary Award on the eve of UGADI , Telugu New Year Day in 2005 .
In one of his poems he says fragrance of stars is calling me. Seshendra left this world and vanished into fragrance of galaxies on May 30, 2007.
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Mendon Ponds Park is owned and very poorly maintained by the County of Monroe, NY.
Unfortunately, this extraordinary property is rapidly deteriorating due to an egregious lack of care. Trails are not cleared of debris... signs are useless. Park maintenance is essentially nonexistent. They do have a marketing department. Seriously, the taxpayers are paying the salaries of a county parks marketing department.
Email Mendon Ponds Park complaints to: countyexecutive@monroecounty.gov
NARAYANA BABU - CRITIC'S DELIGHT
-Seshendra Sharma
Visionary Poet of the Millennium
If we pass through the relevant recorded material like Ronanki's preface to Srirangam Narayana Babu and the latter's preface called "Pravara" and some pages of Sri Sri, we find Ronanki, Narayana Babu and Sri Sri are the three known figures in Telugu literature of the thirties to have developed a living communication and awareness with the European literary thought strongly predominated by symbolism and surrealism. Symbolism and surrealism found their expression in Narayana Babu and Sri Sri. While symbolism was the domineering note in the poetry of Narayan Babu, surrealism was domineering in Sri Sri. However, Sri Sri quickly drifted away from this intellectual milieu and came completely under the shade of progressive writer's organisation. While Narayana Babu moulded his theme of revolution in undiluted artistic terms and stood devoted to values of poetry, Sri Sri hurriedly assigned a secondary place to poetic values and devoted himself entirely to political exploitation of the prevailing situation. Incidentally, I must take this opportunity to insist that every student of modern Telugu literature should read "Rudhirajyoti" the celebrated verse of Srirangam Narayana Babu and I can certainly assure the readers of immense aesthetic satisfaction in the unique poems of Narayana Babu as well as the most scintillating introduction of Dr. Ronanki Appalaswamy. Another attractive feature of this volume is the preface of the poet in which he dwells on the highly sophisticated concepts of literature evolved in modern Europe, in such a way that to this day no Telugu critic or poet could reach anywhere near him on those subjects. The quality of Chalam's preface to Sri Sri is not superior to that of Ronanki's to Narayana Babu. The rhetoric of Chalam's preface suits the rhetoric of Sri Sri's poetry, whereas the aesthetic mood of the contemplative style of Ronanki's preface fits the style and architecture of Narayana Babu's poetry. It may be noted however that rhetoric in any poetry, either oriental or Occidental is an alien substance. In Telugu literature we do not find the complete spectrum of intellectual variations of modern European literature : Here it was direct âı¿+O„^Œ 221 jump from Romanticism into Progressivism. The logic of events that occurred in Europe was peculiar to that area of the world and cannot be transplanted elsewhere. And the few writers who spoke of or adopted in their writing surrealism and such other schools, did so only by way of fashion and not by any compulsion of an inner conviction. Their understanding of those movements also was accordingly superficial. However, here Dr. Ronanki and Narayana Babu are clearly exceptions since their work speaks of their profound understanding of these sophisticated theories. Narayana Babu's poetry is, more than literature, a sad tale. In fact Narayana Babu is a great civilisation buried in the geological depths of the treachery called Telugu literature : he is a legend lingering like a tear in the memory of a minority. He was a lone traveller clambering the hazardous heights of a most whimsical art called poetry. He wrote on tears, sighs, hunger, children, mothers, lepers, poets, factories, revolt, rebellion and death a whole nightmare of life. All the tempers and tensions of today's man found expression in his art. Often his poems convey no particular meaning to a casual reader but definitely conveyed a violent feeling to the cautious one. Poetry in fact is the pleasure of the cautious and the cultivated reader. Usually Narayana Babu wrote in simple words but it was a strange language not known to other poets. In his poems often there are no sentences and over his expression the natural laws of languages fail. We see in him a certain capricious behaviour of language like for instance structural disorders in syntax when the poem becomes a mere gathering of words entirely existing on the evocative powers of each word. His words are like dreams, like incantations and musical notes. It looks as if each work is an autonomous kingdom with its own powers, to rule the mind of the reader: and around each word there are countless constellations of images, gallaxies of feelings, emotions and obsessions - a whole universe of beautiful creation. Giant metaphors like "iraavatapu pandi ardha chandrudu," images like "blood smeared moon" in "Ghataakaash" are most haunting. (Ghataakash is a wellknown technical term of vedantic philosophy carrying numerous picture - associations like village, cactus bushes in the outskirts, afternoon, ektara wandering saffron-robed bhikshus and so on) 222 ™êÇ≤Ï`«º^Œi≈x Thus Narayana Babu's poems have a beauty of image and harmony which do not depend on meaning. Reading his poetry, an informed critic will derive more or less the same pleasure as one gets reading the poetry of the French symbolists. In the days when he was writing his poems he was alone in his style and I think he is the first and the last symbolist poet in Telugu. I know of no other poet also in other Indian languages during that period writing like him in the language of images, 'writing with words and not ideas' writing like 'a seer'. To know the conditions of those days when Narayana Babu began writing the poems of "Rudhira-Jyoti" and Sri Sri started his poems of "Mahaprasthanam", it is necessary to read the introduction of Ronanki to Narayana Babu's poems and Narayana Babu's preface itself, both of which are printed in 'Rudhira-jyoti' They are virtually windows to the world of literary architecture rising in those days and slowly changing the skyline of Telugu poetry and thought. In Telugu it is always the poet who brought in the modernity and the critic took unduly long time to catch up with him unlike in languages like English, Hindi etc., to this day modern critics of Telugu are unfortunately not really modern. They are still stuck up in the slushy period of Nannaya, Tikkana, etc. Their very work exudes the stench of the old world. (and the two or three informed sensitive critics that we have in Telugu, unfortunately do not maintain consistency for reasons best known to themselves). Our critics have always missed them deliberately overlooked it. In fact if we read the introduction of Ronanki or the preface of Narayana Babu, we will realise that their poetic sensibility, their awareness of the literary modernity as gifted by the west and their ability and vision to conceive and mould the image and expression are far superior to any of the present day poets or critics. Curiously enough, Narayana Babu speaks in his "Pravara", on the vision of the 'word, the music of the word, the concept of the unconscious and so on, all of which are ultra modern French ideas though essentially oriental in their genesis. âı¿+O„^Œ 223 Ronanki introduces Telugu people in the 15th, 16th pages of his introduction to the subtle and sophisticated theories of European literature of the 20th century, to the flowering of the modern mind in the west, specially to the world of literary gods, Beaudelaire, Rimbaud, Mallarme, Valery, etc., he was also referring in a sense to the celebrated concept of rational disordering of senses (Rimbaud) while dwelling on Narayana Babu's images of "White taste," "Silver sound music" and so on. I was really surprised when I read the sentence in the introduction stating that he was going 'mad' with Narayana Babu's images like "iravatapu pandi-ardha-chandrudu" (XVI) I have not read another critic to this day in Telugu who goes ecstatic on an image. It is an unmistakable indication of his genuine quality as critic. At once I was reminded of the great French philosopher Jacques Maritain quoting plato in his 'creative intution in art and poetry. "Insisting that any rational criticism is null and void if the critic has not first been attracted by the rings of inspiration and invaded by the same madness which is in the poet" (P. 324) Ronanki eminently fits into this conception of Maritain. There is one significant point worth noticing in Ronanki's introduction and that is, his attempt to unfold the aesthetic content of Narayana Babu's symbols lays foundations of the technique of enjoying a modern poem.
Indian Express : English Daily
Hyderabad. 17th May 1986
The Indian Express
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Visionary Poet of the Millennium
An Indian poet Prophet
Seshendra Sharma
October 20th, 1927 - May 30th, 2007
Visionary Poet of the Millennium
www.facebook.com/GunturuSeshendraSharma/
archive.org/details/@saatyaki_s_o_seshendra_sharma
Rivers and poets
Are veins and arteries
Of a country.
Rivers flow like poems
For animals, for birds
And for human beings-
The dreams that rivers dream
Bear fruit in the fields
The dreams that poets dream
Bear fruit in the people-
•* * * * *
The sunshine of my thought fell on the word
And its long shadow fell upon the century
Sun was playing with the early morning flowers
Time was frightened at the sight of the martyr-
- Seshendra Sharma
"We are children of a century which has seen revolutions, awakenment of large masses of people over the earth and their emancipation from slavery and colonialism wresting equality from the hands of brute forces and forging links of brotherhood across mankind.
This century has seen peaks of human knowledge; unprecedented intercourse of peoples and
perhaps for the first time saw the world stand on the brink of the dilemma of one world or destruction.
It is a very inspiring century, its achievements are unique.
A poet who is not conscious of this context fails in his existence as poet."
-Seshendra Sharma
(From his introduction to his “Poet’s notebook "THE ARC OF BLOOD" )
•* * * * *
B.A: Andhra Christian College: Guntur: A.P: India
B.L : Madras University: Madras
Deputy Municipal Commissioner (37 Years)
Dept of Municipal Administration, Government of Andhra Pradesh
Parents: G.Subrahmanyam (Father) ,Ammayamma (Mother)
Siblings: Anasuya,Devasena (Sisters),Rajasekharam(Younger brother)
Wife: Mrs.Janaki Sharma
Children: Vasundhara , Revathi (Daughters),
Vanamaali ,Saatyaki (Sons)
Seshendra Sharma is one of the most outstanding minds of modern Asia. He is the foremost of the Telugu poets today who has turned poetry to the gigantic strides of human history and embellished literature with the thrills and triumphs of the 20th century. A revolutionary poet who spurned the pedestrian and pedantic poetry equally, a brilliant critic and a scholar of Sanskrit, this versatile poet has breathed a new vision of modernity to his vernacular.Such minds place Telugu on the world map of intellectualism. Readers conversant with names like Paul Valery, Gauguin, and Dag Hammarskjold will have to add the name of Seshendra Sharma the writer from India to that dynasty of intellectuals.
* * *
Seshendra Sharma better known as Seshendra isa colossus of Modern Indian poetry.
His literature is a unique blend of the best of poetry and poetics.
Diversity and depth of his literary interests and his works
are perhaps hitherto unknown in Indian literature.
From poetry to poetics, from Mantra Sastra to Marxist Politics his writings bear an unnerving pprint of his rare genius.
His scholarship and command over Sanskrit , English and Telugu Languages has facilitated his emergence as a towering personality of comparative literature in the 20th century world literature.
T.S.Eliot ,ArchbaldMacleish and Seshendra Sharma are trinity of world poetry and Poetics.
His sense of dedication to the genre of art he chooses to express himself and
the determination to reach the depths of subject he undertakes to explore
place him in the galaxy of world poets / world intellectuals.
Seshendra’seBooks :http://kinige.com/author/Gunturu+Seshendra+Sharma
Seshendra Sharma’s Writings Copyright © Saatyaki S/o Seshendra Sharma
Contact :saatyaki@gmail.com+919441070985+917702964402
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Seshendra Sharma : Scholar - Poet
Seshendra Sharma, a scholar - poet was born (October 20, 1927) into a Pujari ( Priests ) family in Nellore District in the state of Andhra Pradesh in India . Seshendra’s father and his grandfather were well versed in Sanskrit Literature, Vedas and scriptures. At home itself, thus from his childhood , Seshendra got the opportunity of learning and training in Sanskrit. This was further nurtured by the Village school of Thotapalligudur, where he spent best part of his childhood.
Seshendra’s father was a well-to-do person, a Munsif ( village officer ) of the village, possessing more than Ten Acres of agricultural Wet land and own house . Father’s desire to see his son flower into a top man turned a new leaf in Seshendra’s life. Seshendra’s father admitted him for B.A. Graduation course in Andhra Christian College in Guntur. Incidentally, Seshendra’s Family Sir Name and this town’s name are one and the same. This is a turning point in the budding poet’s journey. Seshendra got significant exposure to the Western World, particularly to the Western Literature. The makings of a Visionary Poet germinated in him in this Alma Mater. His journey of poetry started with Translation of Mathew Arnold’s “Sohrab and Rustum “ , a long poem , which Seshendra translated into Telugu in Metrical poetry with accomplished finesse . This trend eventually blossomed and Seshendra emerged as an Epic – Poet. His My Country – My People : Modern Indian Epic is observed by learned critics as a land mark in modern poetry ranking it on par with T.S. Eliot’s Waste Land . This long poem was nominated for Nobel Prize in 2004. His subsequent works Gorilla, Turned into water and fled away, Ocean is my name – long poems were reviewed in scholarly strain.
Seshendra’s desire to perform in films took him to Madras, today’s Chennai in Tamil Nadu. In Madras he formally joined B.L. Course with Madras Law College. And was developing contacts in the Telugu Cinema Circles and was working as a freelance journalist. He used to translate articles into Telugu for Janavani , a popular weekly of those times whose editor was Tapi Dharma Rao , a towering personality of Telugu Literature. This facet of journalism of his personality rose to its full heights in 90s. When Soviet Union collapsed he wrote a series of articles in Telugu as well as in English decrying the west’s sinister plot, villainous machinations to pull down Communist Regimes. He sang odes / Laurels to communism and expressed in aggressive tone and style that communism will never die. It remains in the genes of oppressed peoples of the world for ever. Perhaps Seshendra is the only poet from the Indian Subcontinent to pen Anti – Imperialist essays during those times. He completed his Law course but his desire to act in films remained unfulfilled. Seshendra’s Classmates at his Alma Mater, A.C.College, Guntur, N.T.Rama Rao and Kongara Jaggaiah became popular actors of Telugu Cinema. N.T.R became an all time super –hero. Seshendra’s father and maternal uncle forcibly brought him back from Madras, and with the good offices of native Member of Parliament put him in Government service as Deputy Panchayat Officer. In due course of time, on deputation, joined Municipal Administration Department and worked as Municipal Commissioner in all Major cities and towns of Andhra Pradesh. With the result he got wide exposure to conditions of social life of his times. He obtained personal acquaintance of Common Man’s life and his travails. This enriched his vision of life and literature a great deal.
With Seshendra Poetry and Poetics are Siamese Twins. He penned works of Literary Criticism both on classical and contemporary poetry. Sahitya Kaumudi (Telugu ) and his bi-lingual book “ the ARC of Blood : My Note Book “ illustrate this point. His Research work on Valmiki’s Ramayana , Shodasi : Secrets of The Ramayana , questions the very foundations of centuries old assumptions. Seshendra, based on scientific research citing from the original text of Valmiki and Vedas, reveals that The Ramayana is not just story of Rama told in enchanting poetry , But the Sage wrote the epic to spread Kundalini Yoga among the masses of his era. His observations that the concepts of Vishnu and Reincarnation were non –existent during Valmiki’s Epoch constitute a revolt against centuries old beliefs. Sita is the central character of The Ramayana and she is Kundalini Shakti / Adi Para Shakthi . During that era temples and prayers were nonexistent. This hits directly at the very foundation of Temple System.
His Kavisena Manifesto , is a noteworthy work on Modern Poetics. In this work, he compiles cogently definitions of poetry cutting across centuries and countries and writes scintillating commentary. This Manifesto of Modern Poetry is a sort of Wikipedia page of world poetry. Seshendra, finally concludes that poetry is emotions and feelings skilfully garbed in unusual diction, and poetry is a way of life.
Discerning scholars critics and academics are of intrinsic opinion that T.S.Eliot ,Archibald MacLeish and Seshendra Sharma are trinity of world poetry and Poetics.
But this Scholar – poet of 20th century is an unsung and unwept genius of his times.
Prime Minister of India honoured Seshendra with Gold Medal in Sahitya Akademi ( India ) Golden Jubilee celebrations and Chief Minister of AP honoured him with Hansa Literary Award on the eve of UGADI , Telugu New Year Day in 2005 .
In one of his poems he says fragrance of stars is calling me. Seshendra left this world and vanished into fragrance of galaxies on May 30, 2007.
Free for non-commercial use with attribution. Credit: Daniel Silliman.
With FBI attempts to break a nonexistent code in letters to WWII missionaries.
Mendon Ponds Park is owned and very poorly maintained by the County of Monroe, NY.
Unfortunately, this extraordinary property is rapidly deteriorating due to an egregious lack of care. Trails are not cleared of debris... signs are useless. Park maintenance is essentially nonexistent. They do have a marketing department. Seriously, the taxpayers are paying the salaries of a county parks marketing department.
Email Mendon Ponds Park complaints to: countyexecutive@monroecounty.gov
Mendon Ponds Park is owned and very poorly maintained by the County of Monroe, NY.
Unfortunately, this extraordinary property is rapidly deteriorating due to an egregious lack of care. Trails are not cleared of debris... signs are useless. Park maintenance is essentially nonexistent. They do have a marketing department. Seriously, the taxpayers are paying the salaries of a county parks marketing department.
Email Mendon Ponds Park complaints to: countyexecutive@monroecounty.gov
Mendon Ponds Park is owned and very poorly maintained by the County of Monroe, NY.
Unfortunately, this extraordinary property is rapidly deteriorating due to an egregious lack of care. Trails are not cleared of debris... signs are useless. Park maintenance is essentially nonexistent. They do have a marketing department. Seriously, the taxpayers are paying the salaries of a county parks marketing department.
Email Mendon Ponds Park complaints to: countyexecutive@monroecounty.gov
© D O Y E E D T • A N N A H A A L
When you go through the streets
No one recognizes you.
No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks
At the carpet of red gold
That you tread as you pass,
The nonexistent carpet.
And when you appear
All the rivers sound
In my body, bells
Shake the sky,
And a hymn fills the world.
🔻
Pablo Neruda
Mendon Ponds Park is owned and very poorly maintained by the County of Monroe, NY.
Unfortunately, this extraordinary property is rapidly deteriorating due to an egregious lack of care. Trails are not cleared of debris... signs are useless. Park maintenance is essentially nonexistent. They do have a marketing department. Seriously, the taxpayers are paying the salaries of a county parks marketing department.
Email Mendon Ponds Park complaints to: countyexecutive@monroecounty.gov
Hell, the cesspit of evil and torment. The place where no light shines and no good exists. Well except for Grin....sorta. Grin was once just a lowly imp who had the whip cracked against him as much as those damned there for eternity. He Strove to rise up through the ranks of demons despite his drive was nearly nonexistent. He had always been told he had the potential to be a greater demon if he only gave a damn or even showed enthusiasm. Really he wanted to bother the living and constantly schemed to escape hell and run rampant among those who didn't deserve it. He was constantly stopped from escaping until finally he got angry and well....dug upwards. It took over a thousand years to break to the surface where humans were still alive. Well first things first he rolled around on the ground in sheer torment as his first experience with light didn't go well with his eyes. Eventually he made his way towards a city and began to swarm at humans at random, fidning bullets and other human tools of defense nothing but a fly swat to what he was used to. However when he was laughing after his latest trick he rummaged through the stuff the man had dropped and found a fast food burger. Smelling slightly of charred flesh he bit into it and was swarmed by the taste of human food and became obsessed. Now he only attacks those with food or as he had learned, those with money to buy food. The city has by now almost gotten used to him as he has proven to not be particularly a dangerous creature, becoming the local legend though his tricks are to be avoided at all costs.
Dear Mr Snow Man,
You are a beloved character of the winter landscape. Children adore your visits, especially on a morning before school. For long you've been cherished in the Pacific Northwest. However, your behavior recently has been concerning.
There is simply no excuse for drinking so much that you snarl the Seattle area under nearly a foot of snow, then pass out on the sidewalk. Do you you how long it took us to get rid of that stuff? This is, after all, hilly Seattle, where people think a snowplow is a Ford with a small pusher in front and salt is nonexistent.
Do you realize how many Californians live here? These people are serious terrors behind the wheel and make constant demonstrations of Newton's first law of motion. Then we have the natives, who after sledding for an hour go home to wait for everything to go away. Only it didn't go away. Do you understand that natives aren't capable of feeding themselves in this weather? Some probably don't even know to avoid yellow snow.
So, please don't drink and snow cast. Keep in mind with global warming we may choose to not invite you back. There are alternatives now, such as Dust Devil Dietrich and Deep Frier Man. Photo Project #3709.
Visionary Poet of the Millennium
An Indian poet Prophet
Seshendra Sharma
October 20th, 1927 - May 30th, 2007
Visionary Poet of the Millennium
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Rivers and poets
Are veins and arteries
Of a country.
Rivers flow like poems
For animals, for birds
And for human beings-
The dreams that rivers dream
Bear fruit in the fields
The dreams that poets dream
Bear fruit in the people-
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The sunshine of my thought fell on the word
And its long shadow fell upon the century
Sun was playing with the early morning flowers
Time was frightened at the sight of the martyr-
- Seshendra Sharma
"We are children of a century which has seen revolutions, awakenment of large masses of people over the earth and their emancipation from slavery and colonialism wresting equality from the hands of brute forces and forging links of brotherhood across mankind.
This century has seen peaks of human knowledge; unprecedented intercourse of peoples and
perhaps for the first time saw the world stand on the brink of the dilemma of one world or destruction.
It is a very inspiring century, its achievements are unique.
A poet who is not conscious of this context fails in his existence as poet."
-Seshendra Sharma
(From his introduction to his “Poet’s notebook "THE ARC OF BLOOD" )
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B.A: Andhra Christian College: Guntur: A.P: India
B.L : Madras University: Madras
Deputy Municipal Commissioner (37 Years)
Dept of Municipal Administration, Government of Andhra Pradesh
Parents: G.Subrahmanyam (Father) ,Ammayamma (Mother)
Siblings: Anasuya,Devasena (Sisters),Rajasekharam(Younger brother)
Wife: Mrs.Janaki Sharma
Children: Vasundhara , Revathi (Daughters),
Vanamaali ,Saatyaki (Sons)
Seshendra Sharma is one of the most outstanding minds of modern Asia. He is the foremost of the Telugu poets today who has turned poetry to the gigantic strides of human history and embellished literature with the thrills and triumphs of the 20th century. A revolutionary poet who spurned the pedestrian and pedantic poetry equally, a brilliant critic and a scholar of Sanskrit, this versatile poet has breathed a new vision of modernity to his vernacular.Such minds place Telugu on the world map of intellectualism. Readers conversant with names like Paul Valery, Gauguin, and Dag Hammarskjold will have to add the name of Seshendra Sharma the writer from India to that dynasty of intellectuals.
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Seshendra Sharma better known as Seshendra isa colossus of Modern Indian poetry.
His literature is a unique blend of the best of poetry and poetics.
Diversity and depth of his literary interests and his works
are perhaps hitherto unknown in Indian literature.
From poetry to poetics, from Mantra Sastra to Marxist Politics his writings bear an unnerving pprint of his rare genius.
His scholarship and command over Sanskrit , English and Telugu Languages has facilitated his emergence as a towering personality of comparative literature in the 20th century world literature.
T.S.Eliot ,ArchbaldMacleish and Seshendra Sharma are trinity of world poetry and Poetics.
His sense of dedication to the genre of art he chooses to express himself and
the determination to reach the depths of subject he undertakes to explore
place him in the galaxy of world poets / world intellectuals.
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Seshendra Sharma : Scholar - Poet
Seshendra Sharma, a scholar - poet was born (October 20, 1927) into a Pujari ( Priests ) family in Nellore District in the state of Andhra Pradesh in India . Seshendra’s father and his grandfather were well versed in Sanskrit Literature, Vedas and scriptures. At home itself, thus from his childhood , Seshendra got the opportunity of learning and training in Sanskrit. This was further nurtured by the Village school of Thotapalligudur, where he spent best part of his childhood.
Seshendra’s father was a well-to-do person, a Munsif ( village officer ) of the village, possessing more than Ten Acres of agricultural Wet land and own house . Father’s desire to see his son flower into a top man turned a new leaf in Seshendra’s life. Seshendra’s father admitted him for B.A. Graduation course in Andhra Christian College in Guntur. Incidentally, Seshendra’s Family Sir Name and this town’s name are one and the same. This is a turning point in the budding poet’s journey. Seshendra got significant exposure to the Western World, particularly to the Western Literature. The makings of a Visionary Poet germinated in him in this Alma Mater. His journey of poetry started with Translation of Mathew Arnold’s “Sohrab and Rustum “ , a long poem , which Seshendra translated into Telugu in Metrical poetry with accomplished finesse . This trend eventually blossomed and Seshendra emerged as an Epic – Poet. His My Country – My People : Modern Indian Epic is observed by learned critics as a land mark in modern poetry ranking it on par with T.S. Eliot’s Waste Land . This long poem was nominated for Nobel Prize in 2004. His subsequent works Gorilla, Turned into water and fled away, Ocean is my name – long poems were reviewed in scholarly strain.
Seshendra’s desire to perform in films took him to Madras, today’s Chennai in Tamil Nadu. In Madras he formally joined B.L. Course with Madras Law College. And was developing contacts in the Telugu Cinema Circles and was working as a freelance journalist. He used to translate articles into Telugu for Janavani , a popular weekly of those times whose editor was Tapi Dharma Rao , a towering personality of Telugu Literature. This facet of journalism of his personality rose to its full heights in 90s. When Soviet Union collapsed he wrote a series of articles in Telugu as well as in English decrying the west’s sinister plot, villainous machinations to pull down Communist Regimes. He sang odes / Laurels to communism and expressed in aggressive tone and style that communism will never die. It remains in the genes of oppressed peoples of the world for ever. Perhaps Seshendra is the only poet from the Indian Subcontinent to pen Anti – Imperialist essays during those times. He completed his Law course but his desire to act in films remained unfulfilled. Seshendra’s Classmates at his Alma Mater, A.C.College, Guntur, N.T.Rama Rao and Kongara Jaggaiah became popular actors of Telugu Cinema. N.T.R became an all time super –hero. Seshendra’s father and maternal uncle forcibly brought him back from Madras, and with the good offices of native Member of Parliament put him in Government service as Deputy Panchayat Officer. In due course of time, on deputation, joined Municipal Administration Department and worked as Municipal Commissioner in all Major cities and towns of Andhra Pradesh. With the result he got wide exposure to conditions of social life of his times. He obtained personal acquaintance of Common Man’s life and his travails. This enriched his vision of life and literature a great deal.
With Seshendra Poetry and Poetics are Siamese Twins. He penned works of Literary Criticism both on classical and contemporary poetry. Sahitya Kaumudi (Telugu ) and his bi-lingual book “ the ARC of Blood : My Note Book “ illustrate this point. His Research work on Valmiki’s Ramayana , Shodasi : Secrets of The Ramayana , questions the very foundations of centuries old assumptions. Seshendra, based on scientific research citing from the original text of Valmiki and Vedas, reveals that The Ramayana is not just story of Rama told in enchanting poetry , But the Sage wrote the epic to spread Kundalini Yoga among the masses of his era. His observations that the concepts of Vishnu and Reincarnation were non –existent during Valmiki’s Epoch constitute a revolt against centuries old beliefs. Sita is the central character of The Ramayana and she is Kundalini Shakti / Adi Para Shakthi . During that era temples and prayers were nonexistent. This hits directly at the very foundation of Temple System.
His Kavisena Manifesto , is a noteworthy work on Modern Poetics. In this work, he compiles cogently definitions of poetry cutting across centuries and countries and writes scintillating commentary. This Manifesto of Modern Poetry is a sort of Wikipedia page of world poetry. Seshendra, finally concludes that poetry is emotions and feelings skilfully garbed in unusual diction, and poetry is a way of life.
Discerning scholars critics and academics are of intrinsic opinion that T.S.Eliot ,Archibald MacLeish and Seshendra Sharma are trinity of world poetry and Poetics.
But this Scholar – poet of 20th century is an unsung and unwept genius of his times.
Prime Minister of India honoured Seshendra with Gold Medal in Sahitya Akademi ( India ) Golden Jubilee celebrations and Chief Minister of AP honoured him with Hansa Literary Award on the eve of UGADI , Telugu New Year Day in 2005 .
In one of his poems he says fragrance of stars is calling me. Seshendra left this world and vanished into fragrance of galaxies on May 30, 2007.
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GunturuSeshendraSarma: an extraordinary poet-scholar
One of the ironies in literature is that
he came to be known more as a critic than a poet
HYDERABAD: An era of scholastic excellence and poetic grandeur has come to an end in the passing away of GunturuSeshendraSarma, one of the foremost poets and critics in Telugu literature. His mastery over western literature and Indian AlankaraSastra' gave his works a stunning imagery, unparalleled in modern Indian works. One of the ironies in literature is that he came to be known more as a critic than a poet. The Central SahityaAkademi award was conferred on him for his work KaalaRekha' and not for his poetic excellence. The genius in him made him explore Kundalini Yoga' in his treatise on Ramayana in Shodasi' convincingly. His intellectual quest further made him probe NaishadhaKaavya' in the backdrop of LalitaSahasraNaamavali', SoundaryaLahari' and Kama Kala Vilasam' in SwarnaHamsa', Seshendra saw the entire universe as a storehouse of images and signs to which imagination was to make value-addition. Like Stephene Mallarme who was considered a prophet of symbolism in French literature, SeshendraSarma too believed that art alone would survive in the universe along with poetry. He believed that the main vocation of human beings was to be artists and poets. His Kavisena Manifesto' gave a new direction to modern criticism making it a landmark work in poetics. Telugus would rue the intellectual impoverishment they suffered in maintaining a distance' from him. Seshendra could have given us more, but we did not deserve it! The denial of the Jnanpeeth Award to him proves it
The Hindu
India's National Newspaper
Friday, Jun 01, 2007
Storm, my Honda Civic Sedan LX 2019, enjoying an epic sunset this evening in the city. Rain may be nonexistent for quite a while but at least nature still provides these fiery sunset displays for us to enjoy! Pic taken from by the 900 McCarthy Blvd building around Milpitas, CA. This was just a minute or so away from my work. (Thursday around sunset, December 3, 2020; 5:00 p.m.)
*"When the sun starts setting, it’s hard not to think about how amazing your bed would feel like after such a long day. You may have a few lingering thoughts about work, school, or about your business. That’s normal. You’ll probably start wondering if there’s anything you forgot to do today. You may also recount all the things that happened. Some memories will make you smile, while others will make you cringe in regret. The important thing now is that in a few moments, you will finally be able to lie against the familiar smell of your own pillows and sheets. Hopefully, you’ll dream good dreams after that...
An empty phone booth with its pay-phone removed. I placed my iPhone in the scene to rub salt on the wound. When cell phones were not around, people made calls from phone booths. One sat on that EMPTY SEAT and spoke through the nonexistent mouthpiece.
1993 Suède Sweden Svezia
Escapade en train à Blåhammaren, dans le nord de la Suède, près de la frontier norvégienne.
Il est conseillé de savoir lire une carte et utiliser la boussole, car les sentiers ne sont pas bien marqués et on ne rencontre quasi personne ... le temps peut aussi changer brusquement : en qq minutes on passé de l'été à l'hiver avec de la neige (meme en plein mois de juillet).
Week-end close to the Norwegian border, in the north of Sweden, at Blåhammaren.
It is recommended to be able to read a map and use a compass because the paths are almost nonexistent ... the weather can also change within minutes going from Summer into Winter (with snow mid of July).
Camminata vicina al confine con la Norvegia, a Blåhammaren (2 giorni).
Saper leggere una mappa e utilizzare una bussola è d'obbligo perché i sentieri non si vedono bene. E non c'è molta gente da incontrare ! Subito il meteo può anche cambiare da estate a inverno con neve a metà luglio !
Meredosia opening up for Bad Catman, Bookmobile, The Flips, and Looming at Black Sheep Cafe in Springfield, IL on January 17, 2014.
Words cannot describe how good it felt to be shooting another show at Black Sheep after so long. It doesn't have the greatest lighting and the photo pit is nonexistent, but I just feel so at home there because that community of people is just incredible. They all support each other so much and it's amazing to be a part of that and to get to photograph it every so often. And then getting to be the guest photographer for Harm House's "Record of the Night" was absolutely awesome. Honestly, when I look back, I can't even begin to describe how thankful I am to the Black Sheep venue and community for everything they've done for me. This was my training ground when I was really getting started, and these are the people who took me in and accepted me without question and without reservation. That, and they put on some kick-ass shows =)
The Narrows are also known for the hanging gardens, a local term for plants that grow in small crevices supported by the water dripping down slickrock, are seen here. As the water slowly seeps through the Navajo Sandstone, they may be hundreds of years old. Hence the water supply is consistent, and useful in the desert where water tends to come in floods or be nonexistent.
Zion Canyon, Zion National Park, Springdale, Utah
Mendon Ponds Park is owned and very poorly maintained by the County of Monroe, NY.
Unfortunately, this extraordinary property is rapidly deteriorating due to an egregious lack of care. Trails are not cleared of debris... signs are useless. Park maintenance is essentially nonexistent. They do have a marketing department. Seriously, the taxpayers are paying the salaries of a county parks marketing department.
Email Mendon Ponds Park complaints to: countyexecutive@monroecounty.gov
This is Olivia. She is an FBL custom Blythe with a black and deepest purple mohair root on a PVC CoolCat scalp. Her hair is actually to her wrists, but very humid here and it is going wild curly. She has 4 sets of handpainted eye chips and a purple and black silk gown. Her eyelids are deep purple and black, though they photograph black, at least in this light. Light is nonexistent today at our house, so will try to photograph better tomorrow. Light so low, focus is barely there.
When the highway system was first being built, advertisers looked for places to show advertisements. Barns were a great place as they had very large sides and roofs and could be seen from a distance. Some farmers were able to finance the building of a barn by the advertising on the barn. This advertisement is for a now-nonexistent dry goods store in Valentine, Nebraska.
Day 2 was actually a rather busy day and I only got through most of the overskirt only.
I will be needing lace to cover the edges of the fabric, which I thought I would buy after I figured out how much exactly I would need. Dress has been adjusted to almost knee length, top being at natural waistline.
Overskirt`s general concept is to be a wrap-skirt, easy to remove by front/side closure.
I am currently figuring out how to do the balloon skirt which I plan to do tomorrow. (underskirt is nonexistent in this photo: it is just fabric wrapped around the torso)
1993 Suède Sweden Svezia
Escapade en train à Blåhammaren, dans le nord de la Suède, près de la frontier norvégienne.
Il est conseillé de savoir lire une carte et utiliser la boussole, car les sentiers ne sont pas bien marqués et on ne rencontre quasi personne ... le temps peut aussi changer brusquement : en qq minutes on passé de l'été à l'hiver avec de la neige (meme en plein mois de juillet).
Week-end close to the Norwegian border, in the north of Sweden, at Blåhammaren.
It is recommended to be able to read a map and use a compass because the paths are almost nonexistent ... the weather can also change within minutes going from Summer into Winter (with snow mid of July).
Camminata vicina al confine con la Norvegia, a Blåhammaren (2 giorni).
Saper leggere una mappa e utilizzare una bussola è d'obbligo perché i sentieri non si vedono bene. E non c'è molta gente da incontrare ! Subito il meteo può anche cambiare da estate a inverno con neve a metà luglio !
Submitted as a challenge to the Flickr group A Certain Slant of Light for July 31: Distance
This is the second time I "found" these lakes, which are actually called by that name. They are part of the Glacier Peak Wilderness in the Cascade Mountains of Washington. When I was a kid, our family organized a backpacking trip to these lakes ... but never reached them.
The trail was brutal: seemingly vertical in places, the trail faint to nonexistent, strewn with fallen logs, and muddy from the incessant rain. We never reached the lakes, but we did climb a ridge where we could look down on them. In the end, we found a beautiful, boulder-strewn meadow with a freshwater spring and camped there. But part of me always wanted to go back to the lakes!
So I was delighted when I looked out the window of my Salt Lake City - Vancouver flight and recognized some familiar features in the landscape! A lot of memories (mostly pleasant!) came flooding back....
[There are about 28,000 feet between me and my subject in this photo.]
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My first f/1.2 lens test. I'm not completely sure if the softness at f/1.2 should be THIS soft, but I have to say the DoF is almost nonexistent. Left is the lens I own stopped down to f/16 is for sure good to go. Probably just not dialed in enough on focus for such a fast aperture.
Seaweed salad, lotus root
They should change the name of this dish to seaweed salad instead of crunch okra, as you can tell from this photo.
I don't really like this dish that much. Also the fact the okra's practically nonexistent since it's finely chopped inside this forest of seaweed.
"Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is nonexistent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery – celebrate it if you feel like it."
— Jim Jarmusch
Mendon Ponds Park is owned and very poorly maintained by the County of Monroe, NY.
Unfortunately, this extraordinary property is rapidly deteriorating due to an egregious lack of care. Trails are not cleared of debris... signs are useless. Park maintenance is essentially nonexistent. They do have a marketing department. Seriously, the taxpayers are paying the salaries of a county parks marketing department.
Email Mendon Ponds Park complaints to: countyexecutive@monroecounty.gov
first photo en france avec rtw a trocadero! who says it rains in paris in april? sunny and blue skies all day...
trocadero -> l'arc de triomphe -> oh champs-elysees... jour et nuit, sous la [nonexistent] pluie a midi et a minuit.... -> dejeuner a rubis (1arr) -> shopping -> notre dame -> cafe -> seine booksellers -> les pyramides -> granterroirs (8arr) -> hediard "a emporter" -> visit by c&lp chez nous
Though personalized art appeared during World War I, and occasionally grew to incorporate the entire aircraft, most pilots carried a saying or a slogan, or a family crest, or squadron symbol. Some were named, but nose art was not common. During World War II, nose art not only saw its true beginnings, but its heyday.
No one knows exactly who started nose art first--it appeared with both the British and the Germans around the first time, with RAF pilots painting Hitler being kicked or skulls and crossbones on their aircraft, while German nose art was usually a personal symbol, named for a girlfriend or adopting a mascot (such as Adolf Galland using Mickey Mouse, something Walt Disney likely didn't approve of). It would be with the Americans, and a lesser extent the Canadians, that nose art truly became common--and started including its most famous forms, which was usually half-naked or completely naked women. This was not always true, but it often was.
The quality of nose art depended on the squadron or wing artist. Some of it was rather crude, while others were equal to the finest pinup artists in the United States, such as Alberto Vargas. For men thousands of miles away from home and lonely, a curvaceous blonde on a B-17 or a P-51 made that loneliness a bit easier. Others thought naked women were a little crude, and just limited themselves to names, or depicted animals, cartoon characters, or patriotic emblems, or caricatures of the Axis dictators they were fighting.
Generally speaking, there was little censorship, with squadron and group commanders rarely intervening on names or pictures; the pilots themselves practiced self-censorship, with profanity almost unknown, and full-frontal nudity nearly nonexistent. After the loss of a B-17 named "Murder Inc.," which the Germans captured and used to make propaganda, the 8th Air Force, at least, set up a nose art committee that reviewed the nose art of aircraft--but even it rarely wielded its veto. For the most part, nose art was limited only by the crew's imagination and the artist's ability. The British tended to stay away from the lurid nudes of the Americans, though the Canadians adopted them as well. (The Axis also did not use nose art in this fashion, and neither did the Soviets, who usually confined themselves to patriotic slogans on their aircraft, such as "For Stalin!" or "In the Spirit of the Motherland!")
When World War II ended, so did nose art, for the most part. In the peacetime, postwar armed forces, the idea of having naked women were wives and children could see it was not something the postwar USAF or Navy wanted, and when it wasn't scrapped, it was painted over. A few units (especially those away from home and family) still allowed it, but it would take Korea to begin a renaissance of nose art.
"Tangerine" is the name given to P-38L Lightning 44-27083, an aircraft assigned to probably the 475th Fighter Group at Hollandia, New Guinea. ("Tangerine's" tail markings are fairly anonymous.) The nose art depicts the famous Brazilian singer and actress Carmen Miranda, famous for wearing colorful outfits and headdresses, which often had fruit stuck in them--hence the name. Behind the name and nose art are five kills, and the name "Lt. E.C. Ethell"--Ervin C. Ethell, who flew P-38s during World War II. His son, Jeff Ethell, was a famous aviation writer and warbird pilot, who sadly was killed flying a P-38 near "Tangerine's" former base at Tillamook, Oregon.
Mendon Ponds Park is owned and very poorly maintained by the County of Monroe, NY.
Unfortunately, this extraordinary property is rapidly deteriorating due to an egregious lack of care. Trails are not cleared of debris... signs are useless. Park maintenance is essentially nonexistent. They do have a marketing department. Seriously, the taxpayers are paying the salaries of a county parks marketing department.
Email Mendon Ponds Park complaints to: countyexecutive@monroecounty.gov
Mendon Ponds Park is owned and very poorly maintained by the County of Monroe, NY.
Unfortunately, this extraordinary property is rapidly deteriorating due to an egregious lack of care. Trails are not cleared of debris... signs are useless. Park maintenance is essentially nonexistent. They do have a marketing department. Seriously, the taxpayers are paying the salaries of a county parks marketing department.
Email Mendon Ponds Park complaints to: countyexecutive@monroecounty.gov
FOCUS ON SOCIAL EVILS
Gunturu Seshendra Sarma, an acclaimed, poet, literary critic and winner of the Sahitya Academy Award speaks about the essence of his works.
Beginning with Sohrab, the translation of Mathew Arnold's poem in 1951. Gunturu Seshendra Sarma, an acclaimed poet, literary critic and scholar, has authored about 40 works of poetry and literary criticism in his four-decade-long literary career.
Though hailed as a poet who set new trends and played a prominent role in the development and evolution of Modern Telugu literature, awards began coming his way only form 1993.
Born on October 20, 1927 in Nellore district, the poet, by his outstanding contribution, has been selected for the Sahitya Akademi Award for 1994 for 'Kaala Rekha,' his work on modern literary criticism in Telugu, published by the Telugu Akademi. After receiving his formal education in prose, theatrics and Sanskrit under Sri Nethi Krishna Sastry in his native village, he mastered the Vedas, Upanishads, ancient history and tantrik sastra. Seshendra Sarma's interest also spans history, nuclear science, ancient and modern tatvik principles and music. He learnt theatrics and drama under the famous Telugu character-actor Mukkamala.
The science graduate from Andhra Christian College, Guntur, took the law degree from the Madras Law College and served the Andhra Pradesh Government in the Municipal Corporation of Hyderabad till it found his revolutionary writings unpalatable and retired him compulsorily in 1975 at the age of 47. However, four days later he was invited to a Kavi Sammelan organised by the then Government where he recited a poem that was critical of the Government and drew loud cheers from the audience.
He says that his poems were based on real life as he was anguished by the poverty and helplessness of the slum dwellers who lived amid squalor, which he saw on his visits as part of his job in the Corporation.
Reviewing Seshendra Sarma's writings while conferring on him the honorary D. Litt in October 1994, the Telugu University's citation observed 'Seshendra Sarma' Mahakavi' who gave Telugu poetry a new direction". He also received the Kaviratna Neela Jangaiah Sahithi Award in February 1994. From as early as 1974, the prolific writer, has nearly 40 works to his credit and has become widely known in literary circles.
It took 43 long years of writing for Seshendra Sarmas to get Sahitya Akademi accolade for his "Kaala Rekha," a compilation of papers presented by him at seminars in the country and abraod. Ironically, the Sahitya Akademi thought it fit to give its award to Seshendra Sarma long after it honoured his translator for 'Meri Dharti, Mere Log', the Urdu translation of "Naa Desham, Naa Prajalu". The Hindi translation of the same book got the Hindi Prathishtan award of Andhra Pradesh Government to Om Prakash agarwal in 1981.
Three decades ago, he authored Shodasi, a research work on Valmiki's Ramayana, Swarnahamsa, a research work on Harsha Bhatta's Sanskrit classic, Naishadhiya Charitham and Sahitya Koumudi, a criticism on Andhra literature, Seshendra Sarma brought a storm of change in Telugu literature with his forceful poetry and works like "Mande Suryudu" (The Burning Sun 1974), "Raktha Rekha (Arc of Blood - Poet's Notebook), "Naa Desham" Naa Prajalu" (My Country, My People Modern epic poetry 1975), "Neerai Paari Poyindi" (Turned Into Water and Flowed Away 1976 poetry), Gorilla (poetry 1977), "Kavi Sena Manifesto"(Adhunik Kaavya Sahstra Poetics 1977), "Samudram naa Peru" (Sea is my Name 1978 poetry), 'Premalekhalu'.
Some of the well known critics have compared his poem "My country, My People", with T.S. Eliot's Waste Land and L'Ascension" John Perse. Personally I would compare the pain and anguish of the poet with the one of Loutremont (the founder of surrealism) in his lyric 'MaldAurore'. The difference is that Seshendra Sarma's protest is not made in the void. At times we observe in his poem a biblical and prophetic tone", the Greek poet observed. Vrittakos wrote the preface for the Greek translation of Seshendra Sarma's book, 'Naa Desham, Naa Prajalu,', which has a Telugu poem printed on the cover.
Seshendra Sarma is the founder of Kavi Sena, an intellectual movement in 1974-75 with a view to reshape new minds and teach the younger generation how to invest the magnetic power of poetry and turn literature into a weapon for the cause of change and progress. He has written the celebrated work kavi Sena Manifesto (Aadhunik Kaavya Shastra) combining the literary problems with outstanding political issues. Its main theme is a comparative analysis of the four systems of thought of literature namely the ancient Indian and ancient GrecoRoman and marxist poetics and modern Western literary criticism. Referring to the manifesto, Dr Subba Rao, a reader of Sri Krishna Devaraya University at Anantapur said 'its sweep of comparative analysis linking the East and West, tradition and modernity, all these attest to the unquestionable integrity and seriousness of the poet's role you have kept in mind'.
The stir that "Munday Suryudu", (collection of poems 1974) and "Raktha Rekha" (poet's Notebook 1974) created in Telugu literature in the 1970s is historic constitution a turning point in poetry and criticism. Raktha Rekha unfolded new horizons of thinking and revealed the poet as the most outstanding mind. With this book, Seshendra Sarma breathed a new vision of modernity to poetry and criticism.
Writing the preface for the Urdu translation of Naa Desham, Naa Prajalu, 'Meri Dharti, Mere Log', the renowned Urdu poet Ali Sardar Jafri said "the book is a wealth of poetic heights gathered together in the enormity of epic style and a modern form of epic. The seeds of the epic are in the womb of Yajurveda which are, in fact the seeds of Indian consciousness".
Seshendra Sarma's fame soon spread to other nations and at the invitation of the Indological Research University at Gottingen in Germany, he presented an essay on the 'commonalities in Kalidasa's meghdoot and Valmiki's Ramayanam' in 1970. In 1987, he spoke extensively on 'Ancient Greek theatrics and Indian Sanskrit drama' at Delphi in Greece at the European Cultural Centre. He presented a research paper titled 'Two Sages and a Poet' on the relationship between the poetry of the two sages, Valmiki and Vyasa and the poet kalidasa.
At the All-India Rajabhasha Sammelan held at Calcutta in 1994, organised by the Official Languages Committee under the Union Home Ministry, the West Bengal Governor, Mr. K.V. Raghunath Reddy, conferred on him the title of 'Rashtrendu' on the lines of Bharatendu Harischandra.
The Hindu,
Friday, January 6, 1995
Hyderabad
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Visionary Poet of the Millennium
An Indian poet Prophet
Seshendra Sharma
October 20th, 1927 - May 30th, 2007
Visionary Poet of the Millennium
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Rivers and poets
Are veins and arteries
Of a country.
Rivers flow like poems
For animals, for birds
And for human beings-
The dreams that rivers dream
Bear fruit in the fields
The dreams that poets dream
Bear fruit in the people-
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The sunshine of my thought fell on the word
And its long shadow fell upon the century
Sun was playing with the early morning flowers
Time was frightened at the sight of the martyr-
- Seshendra Sharma
"We are children of a century which has seen revolutions, awakenment of large masses of people over the earth and their emancipation from slavery and colonialism wresting equality from the hands of brute forces and forging links of brotherhood across mankind.
This century has seen peaks of human knowledge; unprecedented intercourse of peoples and
perhaps for the first time saw the world stand on the brink of the dilemma of one world or destruction.
It is a very inspiring century, its achievements are unique.
A poet who is not conscious of this context fails in his existence as poet."
-Seshendra Sharma
(From his introduction to his “Poet’s notebook "THE ARC OF BLOOD" )
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B.A: Andhra Christian College: Guntur: A.P: India
B.L : Madras University: Madras
Deputy Municipal Commissioner (37 Years)
Dept of Municipal Administration, Government of Andhra Pradesh
Parents: G.Subrahmanyam (Father) ,Ammayamma (Mother)
Siblings: Anasuya,Devasena (Sisters),Rajasekharam(Younger brother)
Wife: Mrs.Janaki Sharma
Children: Vasundhara , Revathi (Daughters),
Vanamaali ,Saatyaki (Sons)
Seshendra Sharma is one of the most outstanding minds of modern Asia. He is the foremost of the Telugu poets today who has turned poetry to the gigantic strides of human history and embellished literature with the thrills and triumphs of the 20th century. A revolutionary poet who spurned the pedestrian and pedantic poetry equally, a brilliant critic and a scholar of Sanskrit, this versatile poet has breathed a new vision of modernity to his vernacular.Such minds place Telugu on the world map of intellectualism. Readers conversant with names like Paul Valery, Gauguin, and Dag Hammarskjold will have to add the name of Seshendra Sharma the writer from India to that dynasty of intellectuals.
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Seshendra Sharma better known as Seshendra isa colossus of Modern Indian poetry.
His literature is a unique blend of the best of poetry and poetics.
Diversity and depth of his literary interests and his works
are perhaps hitherto unknown in Indian literature.
From poetry to poetics, from Mantra Sastra to Marxist Politics his writings bear an unnerving pprint of his rare genius.
His scholarship and command over Sanskrit , English and Telugu Languages has facilitated his emergence as a towering personality of comparative literature in the 20th century world literature.
T.S.Eliot ,ArchbaldMacleish and Seshendra Sharma are trinity of world poetry and Poetics.
His sense of dedication to the genre of art he chooses to express himself and
the determination to reach the depths of subject he undertakes to explore
place him in the galaxy of world poets / world intellectuals.
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Seshendra Sharma : Scholar - Poet
Seshendra Sharma, a scholar - poet was born (October 20, 1927) into a Pujari ( Priests ) family in Nellore District in the state of Andhra Pradesh in India . Seshendra’s father and his grandfather were well versed in Sanskrit Literature, Vedas and scriptures. At home itself, thus from his childhood , Seshendra got the opportunity of learning and training in Sanskrit. This was further nurtured by the Village school of Thotapalligudur, where he spent best part of his childhood.
Seshendra’s father was a well-to-do person, a Munsif ( village officer ) of the village, possessing more than Ten Acres of agricultural Wet land and own house . Father’s desire to see his son flower into a top man turned a new leaf in Seshendra’s life. Seshendra’s father admitted him for B.A. Graduation course in Andhra Christian College in Guntur. Incidentally, Seshendra’s Family Sir Name and this town’s name are one and the same. This is a turning point in the budding poet’s journey. Seshendra got significant exposure to the Western World, particularly to the Western Literature. The makings of a Visionary Poet germinated in him in this Alma Mater. His journey of poetry started with Translation of Mathew Arnold’s “Sohrab and Rustum “ , a long poem , which Seshendra translated into Telugu in Metrical poetry with accomplished finesse . This trend eventually blossomed and Seshendra emerged as an Epic – Poet. His My Country – My People : Modern Indian Epic is observed by learned critics as a land mark in modern poetry ranking it on par with T.S. Eliot’s Waste Land . This long poem was nominated for Nobel Prize in 2004. His subsequent works Gorilla, Turned into water and fled away, Ocean is my name – long poems were reviewed in scholarly strain.
Seshendra’s desire to perform in films took him to Madras, today’s Chennai in Tamil Nadu. In Madras he formally joined B.L. Course with Madras Law College. And was developing contacts in the Telugu Cinema Circles and was working as a freelance journalist. He used to translate articles into Telugu for Janavani , a popular weekly of those times whose editor was Tapi Dharma Rao , a towering personality of Telugu Literature. This facet of journalism of his personality rose to its full heights in 90s. When Soviet Union collapsed he wrote a series of articles in Telugu as well as in English decrying the west’s sinister plot, villainous machinations to pull down Communist Regimes. He sang odes / Laurels to communism and expressed in aggressive tone and style that communism will never die. It remains in the genes of oppressed peoples of the world for ever. Perhaps Seshendra is the only poet from the Indian Subcontinent to pen Anti – Imperialist essays during those times. He completed his Law course but his desire to act in films remained unfulfilled. Seshendra’s Classmates at his Alma Mater, A.C.College, Guntur, N.T.Rama Rao and Kongara Jaggaiah became popular actors of Telugu Cinema. N.T.R became an all time super –hero. Seshendra’s father and maternal uncle forcibly brought him back from Madras, and with the good offices of native Member of Parliament put him in Government service as Deputy Panchayat Officer. In due course of time, on deputation, joined Municipal Administration Department and worked as Municipal Commissioner in all Major cities and towns of Andhra Pradesh. With the result he got wide exposure to conditions of social life of his times. He obtained personal acquaintance of Common Man’s life and his travails. This enriched his vision of life and literature a great deal.
With Seshendra Poetry and Poetics are Siamese Twins. He penned works of Literary Criticism both on classical and contemporary poetry. Sahitya Kaumudi (Telugu ) and his bi-lingual book “ the ARC of Blood : My Note Book “ illustrate this point. His Research work on Valmiki’s Ramayana , Shodasi : Secrets of The Ramayana , questions the very foundations of centuries old assumptions. Seshendra, based on scientific research citing from the original text of Valmiki and Vedas, reveals that The Ramayana is not just story of Rama told in enchanting poetry , But the Sage wrote the epic to spread Kundalini Yoga among the masses of his era. His observations that the concepts of Vishnu and Reincarnation were non –existent during Valmiki’s Epoch constitute a revolt against centuries old beliefs. Sita is the central character of The Ramayana and she is Kundalini Shakti / Adi Para Shakthi . During that era temples and prayers were nonexistent. This hits directly at the very foundation of Temple System.
His Kavisena Manifesto , is a noteworthy work on Modern Poetics. In this work, he compiles cogently definitions of poetry cutting across centuries and countries and writes scintillating commentary. This Manifesto of Modern Poetry is a sort of Wikipedia page of world poetry. Seshendra, finally concludes that poetry is emotions and feelings skilfully garbed in unusual diction, and poetry is a way of life.
Discerning scholars critics and academics are of intrinsic opinion that T.S.Eliot ,Archibald MacLeish and Seshendra Sharma are trinity of world poetry and Poetics.
But this Scholar – poet of 20th century is an unsung and unwept genius of his times.
Prime Minister of India honoured Seshendra with Gold Medal in Sahitya Akademi ( India ) Golden Jubilee celebrations and Chief Minister of AP honoured him with Hansa Literary Award on the eve of UGADI , Telugu New Year Day in 2005 .
In one of his poems he says fragrance of stars is calling me. Seshendra left this world and vanished into fragrance of galaxies on May 30, 2007.
1993 Suède Sweden Svezia
Terrain marécageux : alors on chemine pendant des kilomètres sur ces planches !
Going through swamps for miles on end on these plank "roads" !
Per attraversare i terreni paludosi, ci sono chilometri di "strade di legno" !
Escapade en train à Blåhammaren, dans le nord de la Suède, près de la frontier norvégienne.
Il est conseillé de savoir lire une carte et utiliser la boussole, car les sentiers ne sont pas bien marqués et on ne rencontre quasi personne ... le temps peut aussi changer brusquement : en qq minutes on passé de l'été à l'hiver avec de la neige (meme en plein mois de juillet).
Week-end close to the Norwegian border, in the north of Sweden, at Blåhammaren.
It is recommended to be able to read a map and use a compass because the paths are almost nonexistent ... the weather can also change within minutes going from Summer into Winter (with snow mid of July).
Camminata vicina al confine con la Norvegia, a Blåhammaren (2 giorni).
Saper leggere una mappa e utilizzare una bussola è d'obbligo perché i sentieri non si vedono bene. E non c'è molta gente da incontrare ! Subito il meteo può anche cambiare da estate a inverno con neve a metà luglio !
Mendon Ponds Park is owned and very poorly maintained by the County of Monroe, NY.
Unfortunately, this extraordinary property is rapidly deteriorating due to an egregious lack of care. Trails are not cleared of debris... signs are useless. Park maintenance is essentially nonexistent. They do have a marketing department. Seriously, the taxpayers are paying the salaries of a county parks marketing department.
Email Mendon Ponds Park complaints to: countyexecutive@monroecounty.gov
Mendon Ponds Park is owned and very poorly maintained by the County of Monroe, NY.
Unfortunately, this extraordinary property is rapidly deteriorating due to an egregious lack of care. Trails are not cleared of debris... signs are useless. Park maintenance is essentially nonexistent. They do have a marketing department. Seriously, the taxpayers are paying the salaries of a county parks marketing department.
Email Mendon Ponds Park complaints to: countyexecutive@monroecounty.gov