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Books Piling Up

I have a bunch of books piling up unread (or read very slowly): Patrick O’Brian’s Master and Commander, Iain M Banks’ The Algebraist, Carlos Ruiz Zafon’s Shadow Of The Wind, as well as Neil Gaiman’s Neverwhere and the first two volumes of Dan Simmon’s Hyperion, as well as several others.

On top of that, two recent reviews — of JPod and Farthing — have gotten me interested enough that I’ll probably end up buying them inspite of all the reading list congestion anyway. Ah, the delights of plenty.

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22 June 2006 9:49 pm

Animals, by Frank O’Hara

The Tube in London is not as art-laden as the Paris Métro, but the Poems on the Underground project does get some good poems into the tube-cars from time to time. Frank O’Hara’s Animals was one of the best poems (that I was not familiar with) I’d come across on the Tube, and I was very pleased to be able to find it on the ‘net today. So without further ado, here it is:

Have you forgotten what we were like then
when we were still first rate
and the day came fat with an apple in its mouth

it’s no use worrying about Time
but we did have a few tricks up our sleeves
and turned some sharp corners

the whole pasture looked like our meal
we didn’t need speedometers
we could manage cocktails out of ice and water

i wouldn’t want to be faster
or greener than now if you were with me O you
were the best of all my days

I am not sure why this poem appealed to me so much, but the vivid imagery and uneven meter (…want to be faster / or greener than now if you were with me O you) probably played a part.

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9:36 pm

Scooped

The Chiltern Hills in summer (it's quite green even in winter)Karthik blogged about my leaving Chennai even before I managed to land at Gatwick.

Yes, I have now left Chennai for good and settled (temporarily) in Hertfordshire, not far from the beautiful Chiltern Hills. Photographs ought to follow shortly if I can get my camera to meet the winter sun that manages to peek out of the clouds for two hours around noon each day.

The last 4½ years have been a blast, and for that I am very grateful to many CSS India-ers and folk who sweated blood to make Synaptris a reality. This post is meant for each one I couldn’t say goodbye to in person. Of course, I expect we’ll continue to see each other from time to time! :-) Until then, you know how to contact me.

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7 January 2005 5:31 pm