Smaller than Life
Why a blog? Simple. Cacoethes Scribendi -- the urge to write! My literary pretensions and caprices bring me here. Like any writer I write to be read. All my posts, though fettered to my small world and trivially myopic, will live and yearn that somebody connects to them someday. Cognitive frenzies, sardonic musings, aimless banters, incoherent ramblings and trivial indulgences; this is simply an episodic narrative of my trivial world -- in a grain of sand… Smaller than Life.

Graffiti

When I am dead,
I hope it is said,
'His sins were scarlet,
but his books were read'.

- Hillaire Belloc

This is my letter to the world
That never wrote to me, --
The simple news that Nature told
With tender majesty.

Her message is committed
To hands I cannot see;
For love of her, sweet countrymen,
Judge tenderly of me!

- Emily Dickinson

The thoughts of our past years
          in me doth breed
Perpetual benediction

- William Wordsworth

Sunday, October 31, 2004
 
Melancholetta!

Did you think all I had for you on the halloween eve was a post to let you all know that I had made a century for myself? On the D-Day, we -- a group of Bloggers -- got together and decided we'd pull out a pumpkin out of our hats for you folks. What came out of the hat was better than a pumpkin! And today we gleefully present to you a cool new way to flaunt the poems that you read way back in sixth grade and thought were brilliant. What' s more, you get to rate them and review them. If you are still expecting more, you will be able to have your blog linked to from a public forum. We present to you our cool new idea that will revolutionise blogging. We present to you, Melancholetta!

Reads like the hyperboles you find, to your consternation, everyday on the Blogger Dashboard, doesn't it? (Couldn't prevent myself from taking a dig at that :) Apologies!) Well, if anything, it cannot be more inaccurate in its description of the actual subject matter! In BITS, a handful of us interested in poetry had a group by name Melancholetta running. It was a mailing list to which we often sent the poems that we had read and had liked. Sometimes, we also wrote in a couple of lines about the poem -- usually what we liked about it or what we like about the poet and his verses. The group drifted into disuse as members passed out of college. And all of us had almost forgotten the existence of the group when, a couple of days back, we received a very enthusiastic request from a gentleman who wanted to join the group. It was then that we decided that we would get down to relaunching Melancholetta, this time as a public blog, where everyone interested could become members and start posting poems they had a heart for (and commentaries/discussions too, if they wanted to).

The group is strictly non-elitist, for there are many cliques available on the World Wide Web with the intent of remaining elitist. We are ourselves no accomplished critics, in the first place. Anyway, if you liked a poem but thought commentary is not the thing for you, you could still send in just the poem. And there will be no moderators; each man for himself. The administrator's job will be to merely add members to the blog as and when requests filter in. Of course, I am secretly hoping we will receive some requests; a couple at least :)

So for a start, we have set up the blog at http://melancholetta.blogspot.com and have transferred our existing archives (around fifty poems and some discussions) to that blog. If you think you like the idea of sharing poetry and airing your views on anything related at all, and, more importantly, if you think you liked the archives and want to contribute, please don't hesitate to leave a comment on the blog or email me.

Any comments/feedback/suggestions will be mighty helpful. Whether Halloween will see the spirit of the Melancholites rise from the dead remains to be seen!



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