Poetry
The Melon
when suddenly our dog swoops in like a hungry kestrel burrowing deep sniffing your sweat
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Poetry
Sinduraruna
Sinduraruna is a translation of the Dhyana Sloka of the Sri Lalita Sahasranama.
Poetry
Restrained Approval of Decorative Porcelain Tiles
Elevated into the high rafters of heat,
Poetry
TBR pays homage to the last of the Beats-poet Gary Snyder, who turns 95!
TBR pays homage to the last of the Beats-poet Gary Snyder, who turns 95!
Poetry
Watercolor: A Quiet Moment in the Garden City—Bangalore, India
After dinner I hear the music of the ceremony across the street.
Poetry
Leaving the City
You board another train, but it’s another season, maybe even another year. You travel quietly. Pairs of eyes sit across in varying degrees of kindness.
Poetry
Aloe
Plant mother to plant mother, I get it The sun shines on, dutiful and tired And I am tempted to break
Poetry
On Hamlet’s Flute
On Hamlet’s flute old bones of Elsinore shook and shuckered up the graves they died and dyed the earth in.
Poetry
House of the Dead
The dead mattered more than the living. One night, the fire alarm didn’t go off.
Poetry
rain is rare and it is welcome but it doesn’t solve anything and actually that’s okay
And the rain swept in a little fast for her liking but there was no helping it was there And nobody picked up the phone when she called
Poetry
Lal Ded’s Poems in Translation
Arvind Gigoo translates Lal Ded’s poems.
Poetry
Siesta Key
Air flavored like Fralinger’s Saltwater Taffy my grandparents sent from up north: vanilla,
Poetry
Electric Feel
Is our fear of emptiness a fear of being or non-being? We wake in a house of galaxies
Poetry
Contemplative Currents of Remembrance (For My Dad)
Contemplative jazz reveals the intricacies of human hearts without being overly dramatic, or sappy.
Poetry
Four poems by Bhaswati Ghosh
Four poems from Bhaswati Ghosh’s collection Nostalgic for a Place Never Seen.
Poetry
A Universe Teeming with Life
You drown each taco in a habanero sauce that alarming shade of orange exclusively reserved for traffic
Poetry
TRAIN TO BACK BAY
Your terrific postcard—that bloke swinging her / hips high to the harmonica, swindling / p.m. to a.m. My masala and sugar steep between / my thighs.
Poetry
Omori’s Law
a boy had become pinned between a screen and a hard place since then I only ever listened with one ear so I could hear it coming
Poetry
Uncharmed Aroma
Desire coats the room, his scorching tongue licks her dainty neck. Her wax begins to wither—blistering from an unwavering torch. Too consumed in blazing fervor.
Poetry
Your breath thin as wires
Consider a distance measured in black wires or one in buoys, their slow dissonant arcs of red over the water.
Poetry
Evolutionary Ecology
I’m letting fish and turtles Swim to the edges of this coastal river
Poetry
La Douleur
Ours was a space, gray amoebic and moss-soft.
Poetry
River Rock
The last time we met, he read me a line about how life is good though not fair.
Poetry
Everybody Leaves
Today, on the broken-tiles of your sleeping house, we are both in the clouds again.