'No need for the kindness of someone/ no need for the forgiveness of someone/ I’ve thrown off the black cloth of your/ nationality from the backbone.' The strong voice embraces the realities and rises beyond it at once....
Can there be home within a home? Can our vanity be too big to hold all the love we get? Can solitude taste like the numb strumming of a guitar? How many years must it take for the light to pass through a shadow?
Sudarshan Shetty’s immersive art installation Age of Love throws up various theories and queries about love
'I beg one more sunrise,' writes poet Shailja Sharma.
Short poems for a weekend read.
In her writings and her life, the first prominent female Punjabi poet of the twentieth century leaves behind a legacy for women writers in India which urges them to defy social constructs and constraints, challenge them, and...
The shootouts at schools...the attacks at the places of worship... should have never happened...
The fingers can make you feel - I open a flower one petal at a time/until nilch remains of it except a sense of loss and gain we lose again and again.
My ascetic body does not touch/My flesh of longing My eyes waiting to find/And look at everything/They had ever lost
Three poems by an anonymous poet/writer from Nagaland for whom writing is an act of liberating the soul.