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.
What a beautiful theater! I've never been to Russia, but I've heard it's a beautiful place to visit. Thanks for sharing your photos.
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never been to Russia yet.. someday ... the theater is amazing.. and the only ballet i have seen is of performances from my 11 yo dance school annual shows (which are pretty good too) but would love to watch something like this
ReplyDeleteRussia? That's amazing. I've never seen a ballet before, but I imagine it's a beautiful thing to behold.
ReplyDeleteWow, Russia! You have been all over the world! How wonderful!
ReplyDeleteGreat photos - seeing the ballet in St. Petersburg - amazing!
Sue
Book By Book
nice pics! I have never been to Russia! I hope to visit soon!
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