Tag: #parenting

• NaPoWriMo Day 3 : Legs

  

  Today’s prompt is based in a poem by Larry Levis called “The Two Trees.” It is a poem that seems to meander, full of little digressions, odd bits of information, but fundamentally, it is a poem that takes time. It takes its time getting where it’s going, and the action of the poem itself takes place…

  Smitha V

  April 3, 2019

  Poetry

  #boys, #comparison, #day3, #female, #girls, #growing, #growingup, #journeys, #legs, #life, #lifepoem, #NaPoWriMo2019, #parenting, #poem, #timepoem, #truth, #women, Poetry

• NaPoWriMo Day 2 : Kidnapped

  

  Today’s prompt (optional, as always) is based on this poem by Claire Wahmanholm, which transforms the natural world into an unsettled dream-place. One way it does this is by asking questions – literally. The poem not only contains questions, but ends on a question. Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that…

  Smitha V

  April 2, 2019

  Poetry

  #dreamorreal, #fear, #kidnapped, #life, #lost, #napowrimo, #NaPoWriMo2019, #parenting, #poem, #protectchildren, #staysafe, #truth, Poetry

• NaPoWriMo Day 1: An Instruction Manual to do…umm…’Nothing’

  

  Its April and its NaPoWriMo time – 30 days, 30 poems. Its great to be back and to meet acquaintances made during the previous NaPoWriMo challenge and new ones too. Wishing all those who are taking part in the 30 day challenge, ‘All The Best!’ Today’s craft resource is to write poems that provide the…

  Smitha V

  April 1, 2019

  Poetry

  #artofdoingnothing, #humor, #Instructionmanualpoem, #life, #napowrimo, #NaPoWriMo2019, #parenting, #poems, #stayidle, #teenagelives, #timeflies, Poetry

• Returning to the Nest

  

  I am sitting at my desk, in Mumbai, in the early hours of the morning. The words in my head play havoc. And I must follow their command and rise even as the rest of the family continues to sleep, tired after the holidays that took us home. Its 5.45 a.m. The sun is yet…

  Smitha V

  March 24, 2019

  Creative Writing, Experiences

  #buildrelations, #countryside, #diary, #experiences, #family, #fiction, #goingbackhome, #India, #life, #lifeateacher, #Mangalore, #mangaloredays, #memories, #mydiary, #nest, #nostalgia, #parenting, #people, #returnhome, #roots, #SouthIndia, #truth, #villagelife, change, Creative Writing, Experiences, My diary

• ‘They’ said so. Who?

  

  Who are ‘they?’ As a child, I was told by my grandmother, that I mustn’t speak aloud for ‘they’ will hear. “Girls must speak softly,” she would say. With my grandfather passing away a year before I was born, my grandmother became the responsible matriarch who everybody looked up to. She managed everything with an…

  Smitha V

  January 30, 2019

  Creative Writing, Experiences, Management

  #blogaweek, #bloggers, #children, #confidence, #inspiration, #leadership, #life, #lifeateacher, #managementstyle, #motivation, #parenting, #people, #self-awareness, #selfrespect, #they, #work, #writers, Creative Writing, Experiences