The poem has been titled " I cannot remember my mother". It attracted me for some reason, for I thought that surely, a poem couldn't be completely empty. There had to be some form of nostalgia, or memory in a poem about no remembrance. I realized after reading it, that I was right. In fact, the poem's title can be considered an oxymoron. However, the extent to which this poem is nostalgic, the amount of tiny details in this poem, wow. But I don't suppose Tagore was a Literature Nobel Laureate for nothing. This poem has sensitized its audience to the poet's colossal loss, though the poet ,it seems,has made no effort to do so. There is nothing superfluous about his writing, and the poem seems like a true expression of his love for his mother. It talks about how his mother managed to leave her presence on everything before she passed away, and how those little memories of his,form an incomplete memory of his mother.
Great pictures! Chile is someplace I've always wanted to visit.
ReplyDeleteI don't remember much of the trip- I was only five, so browsing through the pictures jogged my memory. I'm glad I got to do it!
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I love holiday snaps - I look forward to the series :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by Brona- holiday pictures are my favourite too!
DeleteHappy New Year! I've always wanted to go to South America. Thank you for taking me there today.
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You're very welcome!
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Great shots! I always love views of the world below a plane...Thanks for sharing...and for visiting my blog.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos of your trip to Chile. Kudos to your dad! I'm looking forward to your new mini-series in 2017.
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Cool photos! Giving me wanderlust to head to Chile now! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing!