Poem by Monidipa Mondal
Hip-Bone Butterfly I want to wake you up in the morning and peel you off…
Hip-Bone Butterfly I want to wake you up in the morning and peel you off…
The Evening Is an Interlude The evening is but a pause, A cold sigh Or…
‘Pound’s Mr. Gandhi’ No one liked him especially, I think Since all saints are great…
All that unfinished business of love… Like a cardigan, half sewn Ending in scraggy tendrils…
I CHING Not five thousand years ago But yesterday In a flight of freedom…
Firewife When you did not come back for me, I bit off my braid and…
forlorn pine tree, float like a memory in breeze before riots began another dkhar…
मोदी सरकार को अभी आठ महीने पूरे हुए हैं। इसीबीच उनकी कूटनीति विफलताओं का जैसे एक…
In light of the recent declaration on part of Perumal Murugan that he will not wield…