By Jerry Pinto All afternoon, I have tried to clean this space,It is not an easy task; it calls for a harsh dominion,A fierce exercise of will. Each paper is a palimpsestAnd all the oddments seem worthy of redemption. I begin quietly, ripping up evidence.Then a fury builds, my hands Read more…
By Arundhathi Subramaniam In the women’s compartmentof a Bombay localwe searchfor no personal epiphanies.Like metal licked by relentless acetylenewe are welded –dreams, disasters,germs, destinies,flesh and organza,odours and ovaries.A thousand-limbedmillion-tongued, multi-spousedKali on wheels. When I descendI could chooseto dice carrotsor dice a lover. I postpone the latter. © 2001, Arundhathi SubramaniamFrom: On Cleaning Read more…
By Sri Aurobindo This puppet ego the World-Mother made, This little profiteer of Nature’s works, Her trust in his life-tenancy betrayed, Makes claim on claim, all debt to her he shirks. Each movement of our life our ego fills; Inwoven in each thread of being’s weft, When most we vaunt Read more…
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