Ling Ma’s new short story collection, Bliss Montage, leads us down strange, stimulating paths — and then leaves us before we can fully gather our bearings.
We say The Quiet of the countryside But actually The countryside is Quite a noisy place The day begins with The Dawn Chorus of Birds and Bees Bees buzzing …
We never really learnt or adapted to actually be alone with nothing but ourselves – to pause, to think, to wander and wonder.
'Is happiness a common resource? A river that flows through every household?'
The hypothesis that writing requires solitude as a pre-requisite parameter for good results has been proven wrong – at least in my case.
A poem on coping with the highs and lows of bipolar disorder.
'Life and times run horizontally'.
A poem on being caught in the lockdown in India.
'It’s 3 am and my mind is sentient with words'