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of poetry, old-fashionedly lyrical and versatile, written with a feel for the short English line and poetic form acquired from decades of dealing in the language, shot through with nostalgia for a vanished Anglo-Indian way of life and love of Mussorie, the hill station within whose piney heights Rusty-Ruskin has sequestered himself these last few decades.
Secondhand Shop in Hill Station
from
The Daily Star: On Ruskin Bond's poetry~~~~~~~~~~~
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