Cacophony And The Silence  (English, Paperback, Mohanty Sukanya)

This is not a book of poems.This is a box of glimpses, captured and attempted attranslation. Then strung around a spine with invisible glue.This is me; this is you.And this may not be me, and this may not be you.This may be an album of noises and voices, of stained andtattered photographs about daily clich�s we dwell too brieflyon. This may be a search party following an unconnected trailof breadcrumbs in naked daylight, breadcrumbs that run fromthresholds to bustling streets for the sole purpose of gettinglost in hope of being found.Who said a trail of breadcrumbs was only needed in thedark forest?Stay quiet enough, and you will discover that images speaktoo. They have more to offer than their face value.Why then should I ask you to read when I seem to desiresound? You see, everything may have a sound, but wordswritten down sound more sound.All you have to do is.listen.