In November
An evocative poem about the winter knocking at the door by Sunila, rich in captivating imagery and brilliant metaphors, for Different Truths. No more hot air, just scents around Cool...
A Potion to Heal and Kill
Since thousands of years poisons have been both a deadly threat and a protective tool used around the world. Poisons have played a dominant role in our history and...
In the Shadow of Loss: A House Bereft of Light & Presence
Madhuri travels within and grieves her mother’s absence, which leads to displacement and doubt, and seeks solace in the essence of memories. exclusively for Different Truths. I stood, unsure...
Tranquillity / Life is an Ordeal
Here are two poems by Sarala, in Different Truths. The first poem, Tranquility, is about seeking and attaining. The second poem, Life is an Ordeal, shows what poverty and...
A Tale of Two Statues
An intense ballad, the fury of nature and an old woman, in this verse by Sumita, in Different Truths. “The Old Woman’s escaping!” reported my sons. The flood water...
Azalea
Here’s a poem about the spring flowers, Azalea, by Elsy, in Different Truths. Azalea, your magenta clusters make me muse on your amazing regalia. “We wait all winter for...
Pithe and Patishapta: Winter Celebratory Sweets in Bengal during Poush Sankranti
With Poush Sankranti around the corner, Susmita tells us about Pithe and Patishapta, the celebratory sweets in Bengali homes, all over the world. Read more in the weekly column,...
The Lingering Scent of Sanctuaries
The agony of a city dweller, travelling in the spatial world and the voyage within are the concerns of Mamta in this evocative poem. Cyclical nature of festivals Entwined with...
Give Our Girls Those Guns
It’s an intense poem. Reena cautions the girl of the many dangers she faces in the world of men. Crunch by crunch the monster advancesIn its jaws I hear...
Goddess Lakshmi Bless my Home!
Anumita takes a trip down memory lane and recalls the Lokhi (Lakshmi) puja at her Kolkata home. She tells us how the Goddess is a part of everyday discourse...