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This is not a book of poetry; it is a book of a poet. Allen David Simon, a Calcutta boy, defines himself as “a poet, on days he is read; on other days a scribe.” A self-affirmed “romantic pessimist,” whose passions vent out in poetry, searches for oddity in the beauty and solace in the mundane, these haikus/senryu question daily life – both the happy and unhappy; attempting to find pleasing pains and painful pleasures.

Although not trained in the literary arts, Allen believes that genuine words ‘ring’ emotions, not merely relay meaning to the human experience. His short, stylized poetry strike on nature and society. He is his truest when left to rant his heart out. Here he screams his thoughts on life, death, love, friendship, betrayal, sins; inviting the reader to…

the heart slips –
gushes of feel on light feathers
set free from flightless birds