Prasanta
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Writer – Poet – Friend
About Me
Hi and welcome! I’m Prasanta, a writer, poet, artist, and mom of three fabulous kids. I write about culture, identity, race, and belonging. Most days, you can find me reading or writing, with a cup of chai in hand. When it’s warm and everything is blooming outdoors, you may find me out on a walk with a camera in hand.
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If you want to know more about me: I was born under an Asian sun, raised in the Appalachian foothills in the southern U.S., and currently reside in the upper Midwest. I hold an MBA and an MPH, and served for many years as a volunteer high school debate coach. My day job: I work as a Realtor. My other job: writing as much as I can, with a strong side of reading. Feel free to reach out via the Contact page. : )
Recent Posts
Porch Swing in September
(I'm not quite ready for the porch swinging to end! But I know those days are coming.) Porch Swing in September by Ted Kooser The porch swing hangs fixed in a morning sun that bleaches its gray slats, its flowered cushion whose flowers have faded, like those of...
Writing From Exile: Breakout Session
Hi Writing Friends! I'm honored to be leading a Breakout Session at the Breathe Writers Conference this fall! The session (and conference) will be virtual this year. Below is the summary for my session: Writing from Exile: Finding Hope Amidst Hardship—Prasanta...
Solstice Lament (Poem)
Solstice Lament A leaf, flower, blue egg blossom in brief— short season of thaw before heads scurry in holes. For now, irony— gaining inches of darkness while days shimmer in verdurous splendor, efflorescent interval. Light soon dissolves— night spreads...
Living in Pandemic Time
We’ve heard of kairos time and chronos time. Maybe, tongue in cheek, now we have “pandemic time”. Indeed, how do we define time during a pandemic? There is the slow, thick movement of monotonous days at home during quarantines. Simultaneously, there is the sense of...
‘What Will a Life Magnify?’
Did Jesus practice eucharisteo* as he walked to Calvary? As people spat and spurned, did he continue to give thanks to God the father? Did he continue to give thanks as he was so greatly burdened, bowed down with the heavy load, bruised, agonizing, and all he could...
Devotional from Nahum
I wrote this devotional months ago, long before any thought of a pandemic. Yet, isn't that true of any calamity? We don't know when one might happen. But one thing doesn't change: God is still the same God. He will address what's wrong in the world. “The Lord is good,...
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