Bird Watching
An avid bird watcher, Mamta, takes us through the joys of bird watching in this beautiful poem and excellent photographs. An addiction is just that, an addiction and, then...
Bare Face
A bold and stark poem by Tatjana I’ve been sick since the very start, I don’t care up to the very end of the game. They lost it. What...
Gnostic Sagacity
In this poem, Anca transcends her smaller self to realise her larger self. She moves from the person she is to the truth she seeks. I am the seeker of...
Of a cat, a dog and two Children
In this nonsense verse, Sukanya talks of a cat, a dog and two children. In a town in Texas where the cactus grow wild there lived in that house...
Talking with a Phantom
Here’s an evocative poem from Sunil. Hello! Yes…Sid? Hello? How are you? Mama calling, my dear boy. Cannot you recognise my voice? Yes? Oh! Happy? Yes, me too. Hearing...
A Mother Fades Away
In this poignant verse Mamta talks of the trials and tribulations of advancing age and Alzheimer. Her memory Razor sharp Loses its fluency Choked grey cells With corrosive plaque ...
Of Maya in a Mofussil Mall
Mamta depicts life in a mofussil in this verse. Adrenalin in their bloodstreams The crowded frenzy Peaking on weekends and ‘Sale’ season Reaches dazzling swanky place ...
The Murky Rain
In an innovative sonnet* form, Lopamudra unveils the agony of a girl, her loss of innocence. The little girl slices through the deep blue blush; the rain tears...
A Big Fat Destination Wedding
Mamta depicts a big fat destination wedding in this verse. Far away from the city A heritage palace Pulsates with nervous frenzy ...