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  • Excess in Poetry

    June 20, 2009

    • Like Seinfeld's Kramer, my husband loves the Price Club. And like Kramer, he tends to overbuy when he goes there. Recently I asked him to pick up a box of Ghirardelli brownie mix. He came home with the above pictured box. I have enough brownie mix to last a few years. But maybe not as these are without a doubt the absolute best brownies. I will never again bother to make brownies from scratch ...
  • Calling all Poets and Non-Poets

    June 12, 2009

    • Ready to take a break?  Appreciate a spark of wit?  Interested in trying your hand at something new and different?  Wanna join the club?  Then   click and transport yourself here.   This is a nifty Red Room feature which I discovered just yesterday.  The particular forum is playful and all-inclusive.  No need to qualify by first meeting the criteria and agendas of various ...
  • From Krishna to Allah

    May 31, 2009

    • The woman who wrote about Krishna transferred her attention and affections to Allah. Did it give her anything? Kamala Das Surayya, one of India's best-known poets who broke several barriers, is dead. She, a Hindu by birth, converted to Islam when she was 65. She will be buried like a Muslim. Her words will remain alive.I had written this open letter to her in December 1999 in my column asking ...
  • Every day- A new gift from the Omniscient Creator

    May 24, 2009

    •  Without resting an infinitesimal iota on the many peaks that were conquered with balms of love and compassion; as life crawled at its own unabashedly spontaneous pace; ahead, Without basking in the glory of all those adventurous trails that had led to the lion’s den; only to march out unscathed and unperturbed by the grace of the Almighty God, Without whispering much about the ...
  • Radio Reading of my poem "Anoint Me" and interview with Frank X. Walker

    May 17, 2009

    • Listen to the recording of Frank X. Walker's interview on Accents http://www.katerinaklemer.com/audio/accents_051509.mp3. Also listen for my poem, Anoint Me, to be read. It starts at about 1 min 26 seconds into the recording. This is WRFL Lexington. 
  • Neva’s Poem to be read on WRFL-FM Lexington May 15

    May 14, 2009

    • Listen to Accents every Friday @ 2pm EST on WRFL 88.1 FM Lexington or stream live from wrfl.fm.This Friday, May 15, they’ll be reading a poem of mine, “Anoint Me.”Also, the guest that day will be poet Frank X. Walker.Katerina Stoykova-Klemer is the host.Let me know what you think!
  • When we first fell in love

    May 10, 2009

    • It was irrevocably impossible for me to capture time; as it indefatigably tick-tocked and unstoppablyunfurled into profound virility, But the pricelessly mesmerizing moments when we hadfirst met; would forever remain in my invincible grip; for not only this birth but an infinite more birthseven after I veritably died…It was unsurpassably impossible for me to capturetime; at it relentlessly ...
  • When we fell in love--1

    May 10, 2009

    • When we fell in love; all I could sight in her eyes was profoundly compassionate innocence; whilst at the same time all that she raunchily saw in mine; was nothing else but the umpteenth reflections of palaces brilliantly lit in lamps of gold, When we fell in love; all I could sight in her lips was wondrously unbridled passion; whilst at the same time all that she unthinkably saw in mine; was ...
  • When we had first fallen in love

    May 8, 2009

    •  It was irrevocably impossible for me to capture time; as it indefatigably tick-tocked and unstoppablyunfurled into profound virility, But the pricelessly mesmerizing moments when we hadfirst met; would forever remain in my invincible grip; for not only this birth but an infinite more birthseven after I veritably died…It was unsurpassably impossible for me to capturetime; at it ...
  • When we talk about love

    May 6, 2009

    •  When we talk about the fiery body of sun; it's magnanimous stature inthesky, The cardinal thing that inundates our mind; is its dazzling shine; andtheblistering rays that emanate indefatigably throughout the day.When we talk about the placid persona of lake; the plethora of ripplesembodied on its surface, The salient thing that floods our mind; is the boats floating on it; ...