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libaravindran · 7 months
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Changing the World
a new #poem written about changing the #world last week in #Bristol as part of a worldwide summit
The more beautiful world our hearts know is possible, Manifests energy to heal the wounds of oppression, Planting rose bushes and smelling the flowers, Can be a retreat from the world intent on destruction; Progressive apple pies swallow up egos whole, Signposting virtue when signalling a good person, When pretence is conceptualised to stand our ground, Change is dangerous if it’s too…
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libaravindran · 9 months
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Doing the Work
a new #poem critiquing EDI/DEI/JEDI focus within charities who ostensibly do work around creating justice in spaces but often lead to further harm
Racialised trauma, healing from the raw wounds, Of intra-oppression, shaming and sideways glances, Walking into an English village pub without being violated, For invalidation comes from turning our backs on white supremacy, Cultures precipitate wrongdoing to be slowly undone, By liberating our biases from cloaked states of mind; We stand far from prejudiced spaces not naming…
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libaravindran · 10 months
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Land Stewards
solidarity with peasant farmers to hold onto land, bought off by royalty and stolen by greed, we ache to find new ground in the midst of the old, sacred sanctuary protects the space untold; my mind sharpens like a bull finch snarling, goshawk moving between nests of delicate air, every movement expresses time to be called upon, in the twinkling summer, we shimmer like…
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libaravindran · 10 months
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libaravindran · 1 year
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Rebalancing the Scales
This is a new #poem called 'Rebalancing the Scales' written this year in response to the #climate and #ecological #crises that are precipitating. It shifts the #balance of #justice to those who have created the worst #impacts historically.
Within a heart-to-heart connection, Is love in a bouquet staggered with intention; Money is a currency that flows energetically, Redistribute incomes to the Global South, To create some equity by tipping the balance, In favour of those most impacted by systemic crises; Lily pads floating to steams of consciousness, Exchanges of sunshine fills the heart’s centre, Creating a river of…
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libaravindran · 2 years
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Freedom
written at #freedombookshop in whitechapel, london during a #poetryevent in spring this year, a throwback to unravel the nature of #freedom
freedom is liberation of the spirit a warm feeling that makes you feel light an abstract idea we reach for we curdle it to feel a limitless expanse as if nothing would get in the way of it a moreish thing that we crave every day if we aim for it, do we claim it to be true lullaby sung at night so i can sleep well an unconditioned state to be in freedom is a word we often preach not…
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libaravindran · 2 years
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Live performance with friends at Green Gathering
ensemble performance with friends on stage at @greengathering_ this month as part of the radical wales #openmic campaigns area, was a beautiful creation captured by @jammmer89, some of my #poetry set to the dulcet tones of my friends' music
View this post on Instagram A post shared by Liba Ravindran (@libaravindran) ensemble performance with friends on stage at @greengathering_ this month as part of the radical wales #openmic campaigns area, was a beautiful creation captured by @jammmer89, some of my #poetry set to the dulcet tones of @rowantherelentless‘s wind instrument and the heartbeat of jaime’s djembe- it was fun to co-create…
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libaravindran · 2 years
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Past Reflection
A #poem written in a local #park during the #pandemic's #lockdown. A reflection of a conversation between an elder visiting Sweden and myself of how intergenerational dialogue can take place.
Eldership visits youth from Sweden, Generational trauma handed down in wisdom, Soul searchers scratch their ears by a rock, Learning about past mistakes with eyes open; Shaded seat under an oak tree, Boys walking down bloated, hand in mouth, Talking about video games and basketball, In grief’s tender-stricken image, we relax our heads, The wind brushing razor skin, touch evoking…
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libaravindran · 2 years
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Review of the Year 2021
A new #poem written last week to review #2021, written in a #creative #workshop in #London.
January Crisp winter mornings Feel the new job changing Laugh at political mistakes Making a joke out of misery Thousands of deaths February An unexpected change of course I hoped to retain what I gained Looking outside for wistful memories Stepping into the green March Often when authority is challenged Flowers grow by the bedside And a new eternity is noticed Feeling into my…
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libaravindran · 3 years
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Letters of Fire
Letters of Fire is a new #poem written at a #meditation #retreat last weekend.
Fire crackling under red stars and yellow moon An open canopy lets emotions run through Meditation opens eyes to what’s happening inside Cushioning lilies that peer wide into contact lenses; An arms trade robs humanity of those who listen Breaking laws to set free those imprisoned Plotting strands of green trees next to emerald lakes That reflect crystal clear consciousness at an ephemeral…
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libaravindran · 3 years
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eco-poetry
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libaravindran · 3 years
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New Poetry Performance
poetry #performance at an #openmic in #hoxton recorded 2 weeks ago as part of #hiphop night #lunalegacy https://youtu.be/dbrceypt418
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libaravindran · 3 years
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Mouth Open
Mouth Open is a new #poem written in a #workshop series #redskysessions last month in response to Rachel Long's #poem.
Mouth open, saliva dripping She nudged me by the side Hand holding, dry eyes Peeling oranges sweet To turn my heart sour. Mouth open, saliva dripping He nudged me by the ear “Mind holding this carton?” Peeling oranges sweet To turn my heart sour Mouth open, saliva dripping They nudged me by the back Hand holding, wet eyes Peeling back memories To swirl an empty teacup. Mouth open, saliva…
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libaravindran · 3 years
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In the land of Permaculture and Poetry
In the land of #Permaculture and #Poetry is a reflective #prose piece about how practices of #passion that #heal and #liberate ourselves can fine tune our #awareness of #life.
“Nature always wears the colors of the spirit.” Ralph Waldo Emerson A rotary application of oneself to a dedicated practice sheds lights and illuminates the heart in accordance with one’s values. Through centuries of oppression and exploitation of nature and ourselves, we have seen how the climate and ecological crisis has taken root; the mirroring of our iniquity presents a challenge to change…
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libaravindran · 3 years
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Tuck into This
Tuck into This exhibits #culinary #creative art into a #recipe of #delight and #flow. It is a new #poem written during #lockdown.
Visceral arm scratch bites image of vengeance, Melting snow lets tongues waggle free at the prospect Of six-inch heels stamping their way through a scene, One night in Miami softens blow of a carrot on a stick, Vicarious mooncup holds sanguine disposition, Ruby thrush licks the nape of a new born babe, Spinning decks, destiny manifests sweat patches, Wet feet tell a story, non-binary…
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libaravindran · 3 years
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Dice it Up!
Dice it Up! is a new #poem written on #Christmas week of this #year of #2020. It was written after cooking dinner.
thai red curry, paste homemade, injects chilli into tongues, wagging for approval, fanning flames beneath the sun; apricot diets and walnut pieces eclipse our receding expectations wilting in the dark, waiting for a spark to ignite feelings that sway gentle like a breeze. alarm bell jitters, one foot standing, the other falters rummaging old records for something electric to move bodies…
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libaravindran · 3 years
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Cascade
#cascade is a new #poem written after a #nature walk in #hollandpark visiting a #japanesegarden
Crunch into the corner of toast, marmalade yellow,
Stretch sequins onto blueberry headsets, designed to fit
Stereotypes blasted out at Notting Hill, exotic free
Fishing metaphors by the bedside, unlocking desire;
An echo chamber we say hello to on a daily basis,
Turning comfort into dis-ease, a minstrel show peeled,
Aesthetic portraits hang memories drawn for size,
Amputating…
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