sree devi nair poems

The Rain, seen and not seen
Unlike in dictionary, the words do not carry logic when they come to the world of a poet. The words search from their lost wings, like butterflies them. The poet builds the truth himself, that is not defined in set standards. It is the poet's style that makes him or her think how to burn themselves in a pyre created by them or think how to inflict pain themselves through the orderless-ness of words.
Poetry is an archaic media. Still its relevance to life is made evident because, poets could inculcate wisdom through them.
We present 'The Painted Forms' of Sreedevi Nair into the world of poetry that reverberates with millions of sounds-and meanings.

Unlike in dictionary, the words do not carry logic when they come to the world of a poet. The words search from their lost wings, like butterflies them. The poet builds the truth himself, that is not defined in set standards. It is the poet's style that makes him or her think how to burn themselves in a pyre created by them or think how to inflict pain themselves through the orderless-ness of words.
Poetry is an archaic media. Still its relevance to life is made evident because, poets could inculcate wisdom through them.
We present 'The Painted Forms' of Sreedevi Nair into the world of poetry that reverberates with millions of sounds-and meanings.
. In the poem ' Solitude', she writes:
On the planet of solitude,I am building a monument for my love.
Love is memorial for her. It lives only in memories. It has made life dry like a river in the extreme summer.
Like Jackie Kay, poetry gives her a personal protection. Once Jackie Kay said the freedom that is offered by poetry helps one to think of life in different ways. These wild and varied imaginations help to swim across many difficulties. Sreedevi Nair writes in 'meaning':
In search of meaningWe go to the words.Words too are helpless.Weighed down by somebody's meanings,words too are frozen, still.

She yells words are yet to be discovered.The moment one goes inside, breaking the obvious meaning of a word, one could see different manifestations of the word.Judith Nicholls says: waves, home, mind-something resonates in them. They may not have songs of their own, but I love their faintest sounds. Sreedevi could go restless like Judith. She also searches everywhere for these faintest sounds.

Are human emotionsGreen in color?Is nature green?Is nature's green tooA guise?
The hidden nakedness is every shape in a different world to the poets. But some truths keep her born alive, again and again.
To write a poem, one need not go anywhere. The search for poetry begins from a bus journey or from the breakfast one takes on a fineday, says Adrian Mitchell Life's truth and meaninglessness take shape in these uncertanities. It is the inevitable fate of those who digest emotions.
One who can step into someone else's shoes with care could come into the world of poetry, says Owen Sheers. It is intersting to study the inner self by observing it as an outsider.Sreedevi Nair could enter easily into any world. her 'Bats' is the evidence:
Saddened, cleansedHanging upside down,Bats can see theNakedness of humans.Beauty which humansBear unknowingly.

Must be able to drink and eat poetry, like W.S. Graham. Must make language itself an obsession. Harold Pinter said about Graham that he has made use of both silence and the otherside of the language expertly. Pinter pointed out that Graham's 'Malcolm Mooney's Land' gives an experience of discovering the language. This clear sense is the sixth sense of the poetry.

The physical plains in Sreedevi Nair's poems express the self-expression of the language.Like some organism,Rain drop beckons me.But i cannot ever seeThe rain.
The rain, that's not seen, is poetry.The vital world of creaticity lies in it.