The Earth
byThere is no muse more inspiring to the human spirit than the planet we all live on.
There is no muse more inspiring to the human spirit than the planet we all live on.
Poetic musings are pleasantly interrupted by sparrows, the breeze, and the occassional sneeze.
In a world where hawks and armchair generals call for war on a daily basis, diplomats keep the peace – and the poetry.
Days without end and weary feet without rest. The rickshaw-puller pulls the weight of a city indifferent to his plight.
In 2006, M.F. Husain was forced out of India by religious controversy over his paintings. Did his art deserve this treatment?
Your best memories may not come from the photographs in your phone, but from the objects that created moments.
The things that make us who we are are also the things that make us stand out from the crowd.
The true language of love needs no words; romance finds its subtlety and an embrace finds its innocence.
Every colour on a butterfly’s wing tells a story – even in death.
Promises made by sunlight are seldom broken.
Often, it’s not the storm itself that raises the most difficult questions. It’s the silence, thereafter.
In 1953, a Brazilian poet stepped onto India for the first time and instantly felt at home. Her poems tell the tale.
Can you imagine a moment in a day devoid of electronic screens? Sleep might just be our only escape from the digital.
What goes through your mind when you look at the endless expanse of the sea?
The math of the social sciences can read like a list of names, but each bears a heavy footnote – and a deeper connotation.