1 Across the river snow is falling softly Closer home the clouds descend, in joyous unleash the lambs jump and low, just calling out, entranced by their own sound returning from afar. The wind blows suddenly and stops, listening Something has moved invisibly on the surface of sleeping waters. 2 And then the world becomes […]
प्रतिमान वो एक पुरानी दुकान बब्बन हलवाई की वहां मिठाइयों से मिक्खयां भगा रहे एक वृद्ध स्वाद बचाने का कोई व्रत हो कदाचित. कहते हैं सन बियालीस की लड़ाई में इनकी टांग टूट गई थी गोतिया था लिखने-पढ़ने में होशियार सो उठा रहा स्वतन्त्रता-पेंशन. इनके जीभ में किसी जिन्न का वास है तुरन्त बता देंगे […]
भिखारी रामपुर हर बारिश में ढहता है कोई पुराना घर उठती है नयी बखरी. हर साल उखड़ता है कोई बूढ़ा वृक्ष लुटती है किसी की गठरी हर साल उगता है नया अमोल हर साल पड़ती है खेतों में मेंड़. हर साल मिटते हैं कुछ नाम कुछ नये रखे जाते हैं ऐसे ही चल रहा है […]
पैदल पुल (दंतेवाडा-बस्तर की डंकिनी शंखिनी नदी के तट से लौटकर) बाँस का यह पुल धीरे धीरे हवा में हिलता हुआ बंधे हुए बाँसों के बीच से नदी का बहता हुआ जल दिखता है लाल है इस नदी का जल लौह खदान को जो पार कर के आती है बहते हुए जल को बहते हुए […]
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VISHNUPRIYA Eye-light gone at dawn! Flowers gazing into lakes, striving to pick these, we forget how to swim. Newborn faeries of the seas sweet-talk us into their land where a river issuing from every fiber is there for us to swim. But we forget to. Oh, eye-light gone at dawn! Rays of the sun slide […]
THE EARTH You’d like to turn over but those mud houses resting at your body’s edge won’t let you Perhaps you’d like with your hands, to brush away the snow at the poles. but you can’t because who knows how many luminous birds and snakes encircle your arms On your navel the golden gaze of […]
OUTPOURING: A TRANSLATOR’S INTRODUCTION It is not easy to read a collection of poetry, any collection for that matter, at one stretch. And if you were me, watching your man walk away, Buddhalike, there is no greater pain than reading about love. I have been living on a razor’s edge, wagering my sanity ever since […]
NEAR Near the Stone was the Tree Near the Tree was the Bush Near the Bush was the Grass Near the Grass was the Earth Near the Earth was the High Cliff Near the Cliff was the Fort’s Tower Near the Tower was the Sky Near the Sky was the Void Near the Void was […]
I am tired the morning star whispers I am tired of shining in the solitude of this washed out sky dust swirls in the dry bed of the Ganga a camel ambles towards the city with its load of shining deep green melons its bells ringing in the cool breeze of dawn it is the […]