the kriticulture blogspace is the interspace of cultures.
the space for what can, or cannot, be said in a universe of disciplinary boundaries and disciplining borders. literature, philosophy, theory, politics, film, theatre, photography, art, anar(ch)t . . . sheer writing, scratching, screaming.
geo-cognitively situated in the 21st century Punjab, India, it is a nomadic, amorphous and anarchic interspace of free dialogue of cultures, disciplines, people, and worlds.
Monday, October 20, 2008
in these times
A reader has sent the following searing comment on Pankaj Chaturvedi's poem At Such A Time As This that appeared on this blog a few days ago. It is being published separately here so that the readers may not miss it. The comment with its poem has what I can only term as atomic economy:
i am a son of an infantryman. i was also infantry. i have 2 of my children,who have done 2 deployments each to america's "wars"
in these times money talks hands listen our children pay for our silence