• May 5, 2016
  • Mamta Joshi

Shuffling Memories

In this poignant poem, Mamta delves into her ‘sepia memories’. As dusk settles Memories begin to scrape my mind Like negatives of snapshots Sometimes sharp Sometimes fuzzy and undefined...

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...
  • April 17, 2016
  • Anca Mihaela Bruma

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...

The Bard and the Baul

Madhumita translates a poem of Tagore, whom she calls, Baul. She quotes a few sonnets of Shakespeare, who is better known as the Bard. Separated by continents and centuries, the...
  • April 11, 2016
  • Dr. Sunil Sharma

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  ...
  • April 5, 2016
  • Mamta Joshi

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    ...
  • April 2, 2016
  • Lopamudra Banerjee

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...