Poetry
Evening in Tagore Park, May 2013: A Nonnet
She placed her chair so gently on the ground, so that it doesn’t make the slightest of sound, for he read his poem, in that…
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She placed her chair so gently on the ground, so that it doesn’t make the slightest of sound, for he read his poem, in that…
Poetry
Your memories will give me dull heartaches, but that’s so much better than the shimmering agony
Poetry
We fold mistakes like clothes, keeping them alive for another day. Errors turn into kettle-fossils.
Poetry
Roshni Menon shares a poem that is also an acrostic reflecting on life.
Poetry
Remember his eyes, that lacked in shine Remember his dreams, that were broken with time.
Poetry
A Poem from Meena Alexander’s forthcoming book, Birthplace with Buried Stones.
Poetry
The same source of light guides the ship with its glow, But has wrecked our boat with one big blow.
Poetry
So shall rise the seas and fall; Rush and run, like children to brawl,
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She whispered to me, her abysmal desires, Her mysteries, her secrets, her fire, her dire.