Sailing with Father
Gopikrishnan Kottoor The night stirs hunched, gremlined to our wet bones. The sea hits harder against the stern rocks.… Read More »Sailing with Father
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Mothers Perfume
Kochurani Jose Her self, my mother A strolling shadow Pervades the home milieu Her body sprouts with diverse smells… Read More »Mothers Perfume
The Parrot
Ila Railkar Lunch time at last A morsel of solace from the undeserving boss I play cute secretary to… Read More »The Parrot
getting caught, getting taught
Lina Krishnan Been through high school and college But I couldn’t read or write Going to school was going… Read More »getting caught, getting taught
Shodo
Gopal Lahiri The oil drop in the puddle shines, the city lights up street posts one by one the… Read More »Shodo
POTENTIAL
Mandakini Bhattacherya Always the rain creeps up. It could be happily drip-dripping from the shiny tree leaf-tap. Instead… Read More »POTENTIAL
Virgo Intacta
Basudhara Roy Once sleep has claimed in you what you have lately become, my amorphous journey begins to arrive… Read More »Virgo Intacta
Reptilian
Nivedita Dey Reptilian love coils around my windpipe demanding oxygen for herself. I cough up venomous poetry. Borrowing deep… Read More »Reptilian
Today’s Mint Sells Happiness
Rohee Dholakia Poets write of loss and emptiness. “Change your thoughts, they aren’t complex enough. There is no… Read More »Today’s Mint Sells Happiness
After Adil Jussawalla’s “Bells”
Veena Kumar How little it takes for a day to be extinguished. Thumb and index finger pressed against a… Read More »After Adil Jussawalla’s “Bells”