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	<title>Comments on: Mr. Subramanian: Vivek Narayanan</title>
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	<description>A Bilingual, Bimonthly Magazine / द्विभाषी, द्विमासिक पत्रिका</description>
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		<title>By: Mani Rao</title>
		<link>http://pratilipi.in/2009/10/mr-subramanian-vivek-narayanan/#comment-1779</link>
		<dc:creator>Mani Rao</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 13:13:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The tide goes forth and back, dogged howl bark howl. Often, the reader led and then corrected, a space opened and then occupied. The move from the present to the past in the first stanza almost unnoticeable, hanging on the double-tense &#039;cut&#039;. And the hanging comma of the first stanza set up as though gimmick, but quickly asserted in the second stanza&#039;s shorts. Syllabic details orchestrate the tide, cussed to curséd back to cussed. The last stanza&#039;s rhetoric, and fixed adjectives suit the &quot;pathetic silly self-flagellating&quot; Subramanium, and the last lines bang out the bathos, o.k. because persona. &quot;Yanking the thread&quot; is thought and action, the shebang unravels, but doesn&#039;t; in Mr Subramaniam&#039;s novel (cult-epic for this is a hero, he has limbs), will Mr S &quot;give it up, relax&quot;... ? ...telematic cliffhanger.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The tide goes forth and back, dogged howl bark howl. Often, the reader led and then corrected, a space opened and then occupied. The move from the present to the past in the first stanza almost unnoticeable, hanging on the double-tense &#8216;cut&#8217;. And the hanging comma of the first stanza set up as though gimmick, but quickly asserted in the second stanza&#8217;s shorts. Syllabic details orchestrate the tide, cussed to curséd back to cussed. The last stanza&#8217;s rhetoric, and fixed adjectives suit the &#8220;pathetic silly self-flagellating&#8221; Subramanium, and the last lines bang out the bathos, o.k. because persona. &#8220;Yanking the thread&#8221; is thought and action, the shebang unravels, but doesn&#8217;t; in Mr Subramaniam&#8217;s novel (cult-epic for this is a hero, he has limbs), will Mr S &#8220;give it up, relax&#8221;&#8230; ? &#8230;telematic cliffhanger.</p>
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		<title>By: Falstaff</title>
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		<dc:creator>Falstaff</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 12:26:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lovely. That first stanza is truly stunning. 

Oh, and I take it when the &quot;older boys / gamble over games in the street&quot; the die is caste?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lovely. That first stanza is truly stunning. </p>
<p>Oh, and I take it when the &#8220;older boys / gamble over games in the street&#8221; the die is caste?</p>
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		<title>By: K.Satchidanandan</title>
		<link>http://pratilipi.in/2009/10/mr-subramanian-vivek-narayanan/#comment-1535</link>
		<dc:creator>K.Satchidanandan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 06:22:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Vivek, I love the whole series for its quaint irony, its word-music, its implicit locale and nuanced cultural references. Loved the music, reading it aloud..</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Vivek, I love the whole series for its quaint irony, its word-music, its implicit locale and nuanced cultural references. Loved the music, reading it aloud..</p>
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		<title>By: Sumana Roy</title>
		<link>http://pratilipi.in/2009/10/mr-subramanian-vivek-narayanan/#comment-1524</link>
		<dc:creator>Sumana Roy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 08:15:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;Coast&quot;, &quot;Cast&quot;, &quot;Caste&quot;, &quot;Cussed&quot;; &quot;Coarse&quot;, &quot;Corset&quot;, &quot;Cross&quot; ... and the polysyllabic inner rhymes ... I&#039;d love to hear you &#039;recite&#039; this poem. This is a poem meant to be &#039;memorised&#039;. Thanks.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Coast&#8221;, &#8220;Cast&#8221;, &#8220;Caste&#8221;, &#8220;Cussed&#8221;; &#8220;Coarse&#8221;, &#8220;Corset&#8221;, &#8220;Cross&#8221; &#8230; and the polysyllabic inner rhymes &#8230; I&#8217;d love to hear you &#8216;recite&#8217; this poem. This is a poem meant to be &#8216;memorised&#8217;. Thanks.</p>
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