My Love Letter To You.
byWhere do words exist: in our minds or at our fingertips? There are many ways to write a love letter. This is poetic, beautiful.
Where do words exist: in our minds or at our fingertips? There are many ways to write a love letter. This is poetic, beautiful.
Can trees give us an opportunity to live until eternity? A poet reflects on the philosophy of life through a tree.
An old mango tree is, in equal measure, an object of beauty, a provider of mangoes & a closet of memories.
A fascinating, thought-provoking poem that interrogates the link between historical symbols & the present.
A poem centered on how the Tamilzh endearments “thane-y” and “maane-y” translate to “honey” & “deer.”
A poet laments, through her verse, about the travails of finding a nice man.
DhoomDham, a political art form that originated from the grassroots, highlighted injustice meted to people & used folk art to bring about socio-political change.
A poet writes about a neurological scramble that occurs when following a news development obsessively.
People who lived in Kashmir for generations have had to flee & seek asylum elsewhere. Living in foreign lands, they look back at home and sing songs of despair.
A poem, sometimes stuck in your head, arrives later, much after the deadline has lapsed. A poets reflects on how poems write themselves.
Continuity is comforting. But slowly & steadily, everything you hate slowly becomes a habit.
Basundhara’s poem is a delightful word play, juxtaposing books & lovers.
The voice of those yearning to register their presence can not be muzzled. Do read this powerful poem.
“Move ahead. Keep, keep, keep going. Somehow, anyhow.”
A poets describes the end of the world. Regardless of the stages, the apocalypse, she says, is lurking in the corner of your mind’s eye, ready to submerge you in a sea of sorrow.