Tulip Chowdhury

Poetry with Emily Dickinson

Recently, the Fifth Amherst Poetry Festival, held in tandem with the Emily Dickinson Museum, had downtown Amherst abuzz with

7y ago

Meeting Liz

“No need to pay, I like you enough to give a free night,” Liz said to me.

8y ago

On a Train

Sue and Glen, standing on the moving train, stood facing each other as they held a steel pole for support. Crowded with office

8y ago

Traffic Lights

The traffic signal turned red. I was in the front seat. My nephew, Ron was driving towards home, thoughtful as he looked straight

8y ago

Say it More

In the old home, the octogenarian mother was smiling ear to ear, her toothless gums slurping over the words as she talked to her son over the phone. A colourful greeting card she held trembled, as her hand stricken with Parkinson's started to shake.

8y ago

The Broken Heart

Hope this mail finds you still playing to life's songs in perfect beats. However challenging the tunes are, I know that you will bear with

8y ago

Me And My Heroes

Ever since I had those butterflies fluttering in my heart, I have been a member of OSLA (One Sided Lovers' Association). My one sided love affairs are with actors on the screens.

9y ago
November 4, 2017
November 4, 2017

Poetry with Emily Dickinson

Recently, the Fifth Amherst Poetry Festival, held in tandem with the Emily Dickinson Museum, had downtown Amherst abuzz with

November 12, 2016
November 12, 2016

Meeting Liz

“No need to pay, I like you enough to give a free night,” Liz said to me.

August 20, 2016
August 20, 2016

On a Train

Sue and Glen, standing on the moving train, stood facing each other as they held a steel pole for support. Crowded with office

June 25, 2016
June 25, 2016

Traffic Lights

The traffic signal turned red. I was in the front seat. My nephew, Ron was driving towards home, thoughtful as he looked straight

May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016

Say it More

In the old home, the octogenarian mother was smiling ear to ear, her toothless gums slurping over the words as she talked to her son over the phone. A colourful greeting card she held trembled, as her hand stricken with Parkinson's started to shake.

February 20, 2016
February 20, 2016

The Broken Heart

Hope this mail finds you still playing to life's songs in perfect beats. However challenging the tunes are, I know that you will bear with

July 3, 2015
July 3, 2015

Me And My Heroes

Ever since I had those butterflies fluttering in my heart, I have been a member of OSLA (One Sided Lovers' Association). My one sided love affairs are with actors on the screens.