Roger HarrisOn 30th March, Roger Harris left his body after a struggle with lung cancer. He was 64. Roger was one of the close-knit band of early Matrimandir workers, as well as a superb raconteur, a celebrant of fine literature, and an amused and amusing wanderer of the streets of life, with a particular sympathy for the marginalised and the rebel. His was the unique voice of a ‘vagrant heart’, at times celebratory, at others wounded, always seeking that final, fierce transformation.
For many years he worked for Auroville Today, enlivening our editorial meetings with his left-field observations, spiced with references to Dylan, 13th century troubadours and crop circles. He was a fine writer, equally at home with colloquial and high-toned utterances, voicing our idiosyncrasies as well as our deepest hopes and dreams. There’s also a plangent lyricism to some of his most moving poetry.
We thought there could be no better way to celebrate him than by a selection of his writings.
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