Samsara
Author
Shirani Rajapakse
Shirani Rajapakse writes poetry and short stories. She’s the author of five books including “Gods, Nukes and a whole lot of Nonsense” – winner of the 2022 State Literary Awards, Sri Lanka; “I Exist. Therefore I Am” – winner of the 2019 State Literary Awards, Sri Lanka, shortlisted for the 2019 Rubery Book Awards, UK; and “Chant of a Million Women” – winner of the 2018 Kindle Book Awards, USA, Official Selection in the 2018 New Apple Summer eBook Awards for Excellence in Independent Publishing, USA & Honorable Mention in the 2018 Reader’s Favorite Awards, USA. Rajapakse’s work was highly commended for the 2022 erbacce-prize for poetry, UK. She also won the 2013 Cha “Betrayal” Poetry Contest, Hong Kong and was a finalist in the 2013 Anna Davidson Rosenberg Poetry Awards, USA. Rajapakse’s work appears in many journals and anthologies including “Dove Tales”, “Buddhist Poetry”, “Litro”, “Berfrois”, “Flash Fiction International”, “Voices Israel”, “About Place”, “Mascara”, “Counterpunch”, “Silver Birch”, “International Times”, “New Verse News”, “Cultural Weekly”, “The Write-In”, “Harbinger Asylum” and more. Her work has been translated into Farsi, Spanish, French and Chinese.
Description
There are journeys we make and paths we tread on in this cycle of birth and death, rebirth and death until that final moment when we reach nibbana. We meet and pass many beings on their own journeys. We gain much experience as we sojourn along the way sharing joy, sorrow, exhilaration and contemplation that all become part of wandering from one single moment to the next, step by little step, but always moving ahead. This poetry collection encapsulates a few tiny moments in time in that long and winding expedition of Samsara.
Book excerpt
The Journey You tell me my sentences are too long with no stops for breath. But I tell you that it is so. The twists and turns of the road winding through open valleys that lead straight into the orange red sun beckoning from the horizon, lighting up the low shrubs on either side golden, or ascending hills stretching their necks to nuzzle against clouds, is long and far. I like traveling down the road with no stops, only a few pauses to define the way. So please let me enjoy the journey and my long sentences. I’ve a right to travel this road or any path I desire. Just as you have the right to stop along the way, check into a room, enjoy a leisurely swim. We are two beings with as much right to be here. I with my long sentences; you with your pit stops.
Information
Genre Poetry
Author Website https://shiranirajapakse.wordpress.com
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