Did you know that blood smells of rust?
That our starburst mangled bodies die to awaken?
That in all the liminal space of time—
Truths unfold in ontological puzzlement,
Amazed at their own impertinence?
For what is anything amid infinity?
And where’s the space for infinity in our small is?
The renderings of visions wild,
All these data streams of forever dreams—
Will we ever truly reconfigure?
There is a silent, screaming, streaming smile—
There is a thunderous rapture building—
Just out of reach.
Walk into the whirlwind—
I am delighted to present to you the re-imagined book cover for the first book of Shadow Stories, Our Particular Shadows, which is slated for re-release in August!
Are you ready?
Here it is, all starry-eyed, referencing the story ‘Longing’; the new book cover for Our Particular Shadows!
(Cover Design: Nikhil Karmokar)
What do YOU think? Do you like it?
Please let me know in the comments or by writing to me at radhika(at)radhikamukherjee(dot)com
Our Particular Shadows
Our Particular Shadows is a collection of 7 pieces of micro-fiction, each bite-sized story more poetic than the next. It is the first book of the Shadow Stories and features various ‘selves’ in their quest for light amid their very own shadows.
This book was my first release in 2013, and I am making it available again after revising both content and cover!
Our Particular Shadows will re-release on 14th August to all the eBook stores of the world.
If you’d like to read and review Our Particular Shadows, please write to me at: radhika(at)radhikamukherjee(dot)com
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My phone made a movie all by itself! It’s got the most amazing yellow roses in it!
Please watch: The Beautiful Yellow Roses (Real Beauty Series, 3)
Video 2 of the Real Beauty Series is now live! It’s a lovely moment of mindfulness, with swaying boughs laden with flowers!
The gulf between the sublime and me,
Wavers some days,
Then dances away,
Delighting in just the prospect!
That long leap—
Hangs in the shadows,
Darker than dark,
Lighter than light!
Just the inward smile,
Just the breath-spirit wide,
Just a little crinkle in the heart,
Is all I have to show—
That the heart of the world had called to me one day…
Reach for sublimity with my abstract, sublime book of micro-fiction with the rave reviews: Broken Shadows!
Happy reading! 🙂
Come now, it isn’t so bad!
Didn’t we just decide to emerge?
Didn’t we just say, we would reach — high?
Don’t hide now, don’t fade.
It’s our time to shine.
It’s terrifying, yes; what if you get seen?
But darling, how will you see yourself unless you open up?
None of it matters, none of the hurt.
Just call out to the dawn moon,
Dance in starlight,
Trail a little of the ocean on your palm…
All our ashes will whirlwind in rainbows,
And we will be, what we were meant to be: