This is an image of a femme fatale. I've used it because my post is about finding beauty in raw writing. Writing that has a tough exterior is often full of heart and honesty.

There’s something about her writing that brings me back. It isn’t a Fitzgerladean crescendo, slowly building up in the tender night, tugging at your heartstrings eloquently and ethereally. No, it’s sprinkled with sawdust, and rusty nails, but once you dig deeper – at the risk of getting injured – you’ll find a hidden gem with so much depth and candor: multifaceted and transparent. But I’m sure a lot of people don’t dig enough, either from the fear of reciprocation, or because their superficiality and walking canes make them tragically stereotype themselves.

We’re quick to label writing as coarse, or cantankerous, when we have our own periods of vulgarity during the day, which the Sauvignon never solves. An artificial faux-elitist conservativeness is what I call it. An indelible keloid or a permanent tattoo both cut through skin, and just because the latter seems attractive, it doesn’t mean the former doesn’t bring with it the pain of experience.

But I go back to her, and I like the diamond in the rough – if you’ll permit me to use a cliché – or the esoteric sound like Miles Davis’ Paraphernalia submerged beneath layers of Grindcore. I find Meshuggah bringing individual units together to form a polyrhythmic machine, before finding another swirl of life in Chet Baker and Paul Desmond playing a standard like Autumn leaves when I read her: The latter’s unique alto tone evoking more than feelings; almost literally placing me in another space and time.

There’s so much beauty in unique art, but it lies in perception, and never in battles for superiority, or petty feud – counter feud poetry. We’re just individuals, and from a bird’s eye view, we’re one with the earth we walk on, shaped and molded by it, and what we create should facilitate growth, and nurture a collective artistic consciousness. Irrespective of the approach: confessional, descriptive, satirical, or a separation between the writer and his work, or pure stream of thought, this journey is beautiful.

© Nitin Lalit Murali (2019)

4 Replies to “Innocence within the femme fatale”

  1. Elegant, thought provoking, as usual.

    (I also really like how diverse your music tastes are!! And how you use that).
    Your first paragraph…there are a number of writers on WP, who truly blow my mind with their talent, and I am constantly amazed at their richness being overlooked when others have huge followings. But that is all very complex in itself and another big conversation, of course.

    1. Thank you Vanessa. My musical tastes have evolved over the years. When I was younger, I listened to metal, and then during my twenties listened to a lot of jazz. But these days it’s just adult contemporary and contemporary classical. I can’t tolerate anything else! As far as good writers on WP goes – I’ve often thought about the same. I’ve seen published writers get a handful of comments and likes, and writers who don’t have a proper command over the English language writing flowery poetry or cryptic stuff getting over a hundred likes per post. But like you said it’s a big conversation.

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