Posts Tagged ‘Photography’

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a troop of mushrooms at the dog park, cubbon park © Anuradha Prasad 2018

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gopuram © Anuradha Prasad 2018

The greyness of stone at the kanchi kamakshi temple was heavy with occasional contrasts of gleaming brass and pastel.

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lotus offerings © Anuradha Prasad 2018

The granite was inscribed with hymns to the goddess in sanskrit and tamil. There was the surprise of chinese lions, and the jarring of scaffolds and modern inclusions.

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mantap and the holy basil © Anuradha Prasad 2018

The devi was enthroned in the inner sanctum. Unadorned, her energy was potent, intact from intrusions.

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the flare gun blazed fire into a bowl of charcoal chips.

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a mortar was filled with gold jewelry and set in the middle of the earthen bowl that sat on a bed of husk. little sparks flew up, descending in black specks of ash.

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the mortar was swirled in a bowl of water, making it sizzle with angry smoke. a sprinkle of husk calmed it. out of the violence emerged a nugget with veins of gray over a pale gold.

© Anuradha Prasad 2018

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‘unexpected journeys at nicobar’ ebbed with stories from iran, bhutan, india, and sri lanka

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it included a primer in phone photography with katya matrioshka and india through the lens of josefin sorstrand

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designs journeyed through tropical islands of the imagination

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walking a trail through a coffee plantation at the break of dawn © Anuradha Prasad 2018

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My land is barren, a reverberation of dunes.
Endless, expansive. Mirages my false hope.
The sea has receded. Its dance silenced.
It will return. Now, there is only the desert
without interruption. Thirst consumes me.
Patience, there are forests to come.

By the edge of the dune, on the horizon,
Amazonians tower. Birds of paradise cut
through its lush green canopy. A feather
sprinkled with the neon of green, the blush
of pink, drifts kisses my sand-dusted feet.

The horizon holds the promise of sea,
the dolphins, my eternal companions,
distant now, I hear their whoops of joy.
The last of them turns, his long snout opens
in a grin. His eyes hold the promise of a
million stars. Wait! He too disappears.

The sun relents, the moon surfaces.
A cold dry breeze rustles up a soft
howl of sand. No horizon, no promise.
Only the slivered stretch of a silver night.

© Anuradha Prasad 2018

 

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coorg © Anuradha Prasad 2018

coal-black path
fringed with poinsettias
red vivid
through the dark
caution, might they have said?

carmine hibiscus burst
open, flamboyant
in spirit, chrome-edged
thunbergia filled
in crimson, cascading.

bubbled sun blaze
dewdrop ensnared in woven
geometry, dissipating
an ode, rising
glory of light.

© Anuradha Prasad 2018

 

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a twitter stream of birds
perched on a gulmohar
characterless.

© Anuradha Prasad 2018