The Alipore Post

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Hello! I’m in love with my life at the moment and have been humming this song. My little Haiku is home, and there is so much joy and delight that I’m out of words for this feeling. Everything is calm, dots are connecting seamlessly, and there is a sense of discovery. Those little paws can spark so much awe. I finally get it. Not even going to try and contain this excitement. Here’s a selection of 5 poems I adore that capture this feeling.

Here's a great cat poem, part of a much longer poem written by Christopher Smart in the 1750-60s from Jubilate Agno BY CHRISTOPHER SMART For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry. For he is the servant of the Living God duly and daily serving him. For at the first glance of the glory of God in the East he worships in his way. For this is done by wreathing his body seven times round with elegant quickness. For then he leaps up to catch the musk, which is the blessing of God upon his prayer.

Hello! Happy full moon! I’m in a good mood today as I write this because I’m getting a little kitty home this week. AHHH! Everything’s about to change and I’m just soaking in this newfound anticipation of love and wholesomeness :’) Wrote two mini poems down in response to all the feelings I’ve been feeling: so much is changing so fast we have never met but there is love blooming gently Today, I’m just going to fill your inbox with kitten/ cat poems.

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Good afternoon, my lovelies. Bangalore’s nice and chilly and I’ve just made myself a cup of coffee. This month has been one of the lightest for me this year, and I think it’s because there has been a renewed sense of wonder with the world. There’s been a gentle settling into myself that I’ve been waiting for, striving for even. Just grateful for this life, and wanted to acknowledge it here. A space I created eight and a half years ago, to hold spaces for others and eventually, myself.

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Hi. I had a mini revelation recently: to flip the narrative from ‘nothing to do’ to ‘time to do nothing’. So today, I’m just going to leave you with a few poems that capture this lovely idea, which I’m going trying and practise myself. Read these when you have time to do nothing. If you like. Preferably at leisure. No presh. I’m sitting doing nothing, which I do extremely well. Exactly how I do it is impossible to tell.

Hello! I’m back in your inbox, two days in a row. This feels like 2015, when this newsletter was a daily labour of love. But unlike yesterday’s newsletter, which was an ode to film photography, this one feels more like a downer. (Sorry not sorry!) As you all may already know, the news of weather-related loss and destruction has been badgering down on us all, like the incessant rains. My friend in Himachal Pradesh saw the hill across his house washed away overnight.