Wednesday Poem: Cut Into Two
Cut into twolike a cake andblown away so swiftlyas candles blown. my thoughts though weptwater of wisdomas she wentbut for my heartcut like a cake. by Irshad Salim, circa 1972
Random Thought: Upside Down
Irshad Salim: Yesterday, I visited a Foundation in Karachi which had started a drug addict rehabilitation program a year ago. One of the addicts I had inducted –impressed by his
Friday Poem: Adolescence
I sit to see shadows play with dolls of darkness that is light. I sit to think past has passed childhood has lost its ribbon. … Continue readingFriday Poem: Adolescence
Random Thoughts: VIP Jr.
by Irshad Salim: The world as was –like an extra large pizza yummy pie, was cut into slices of different shapes and sizes –by powers to be. They then decided
Friday Poem: ‘Grasshopper’ – by Irshad Salim
when lilies in pond diesnakes move inwhen snakes swirl outrats move inthe house withrodents micesants roachesdoo dats… grasshopper findsgreener pastureplaying fieldnot so green Irshad Salim; July 2024
Sunday Poem: Hundred Flowers Blossom
I went to the woodsbirds talked with musictheir marriagesand a tree laceratedits trunk, offered me seatas I stood in a labyrinth. The wind laughed the leavesoff the treetill saliva poured
Random Thought: ‘Goodman Lantern’
Irshad Salim, Karachi: Couple of months ago a former Vice Admiral shared with me about Goodman Lantern. I honestly didn’t know about it. What I knew though from my college
Random Thought: ‘1984’ by Irshad Salim
Irshad Salim, Karachi: One day I asked Professor Kahn why do we keep hearing all the time about freedom of expression, right to dissent, etc. “Wisdom of crowds is a
Talking Points: ‘Why Pakistan’s Economy Keeps Collapsing’
Irshad Salim, Karachi: My take on the vlog shared by a member at the Back2School WhatsApp Forum: –Seeking monies (aids, grants, support funds, etc.) due to being located on the
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Tuesday Poem: Light Can You Hear
Light can you die?We do when our wings touch you.Our ancestors, forefathers diedFathers also die touching you.We will too but can youlight? Can you sing, we can…Our songs enkindle usnear
Sunday Poems: Light Can You Die; Listen…
From ‘Sometime Somewhere’ circa 1977: –by Irshad Salim
“Scars of Conflict Are Deeper and Longer Lasting”
Irshad Salim, Karachi: An infographic (below) shows the intense impact of conflict in Middle East and Central Asian countries (including Pakistan I suspect)–the repercussions on their real GDP per capita
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