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December Travels; Short Fiction Book Cover; “the stain of love”

Traveling out of Hyderabad on Sunday morning. A month with my mom. A month of reflection. A month that brings forth my dad’s memories for I never saw him again since this month of December in 2010. Only his voice in our last phone conversation lingers on.

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The cover of my short fiction collection THE HOUSE OF TWINING ROSES: Stories of the Mapped and the Unmapped is here. The copies should be coming soon. I almost feel they should just be let go, fly wherever they want to, without my need to know their whereabouts.

The book has a foreword by Ashok K Banker, one of India’s bestselling authors, a front jacket blurb by the well known translator and writer Arunava Sinha, and a back cover blurb by US bestselling author and genre writer Kris Saknussemm.

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My mother will be mighty happy with the cover photo. It’s our erstwhile own house in Guwahati, Assam. The rose at the porch were tended by my mother herself. I let myself be trapped in that bit of sentimentality.

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And why, always, is this true?

“Love Song” BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS

I lie here thinking of you:—

the stain of love
is upon the world!
Yellow, yellow, yellow
it eats into the leaves,
smears with saffron
the horned branches that lean
heavily
against a smooth purple sky!
There is no light
only a honey-thick stain
that drips from leaf to leaf
and limb to limb
spoiling the colors
of the whole world—

you far off there under
the wine-red selvage of the west!

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This entry was posted on November 15, 2013 by in fiction, Nabina Das, poetry, The House of Twining Roses, William Carlos Williams.
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