Stephen Dobyns, writing in the New York Times Book Review, said, โno American poet writes better than Louise Glรผck, perhaps none can lead us so deeply into our nature.โย I cannot love what I canโt conceive, and you disclose virtually nothing… Part I Louise Glรผck is one of Americaโs most honoured contemporary poets. In 2020,…
Rather than delving into descriptions of landscapes or moments alien to us, resistance literature places itself squarely within the politics of the dispossessed. Much as I share an aversion to classical English literature, as an inhabitant of one of the formerly suppressed spaces, itโs hard to avoid an evocative line or two from it. In…
Beneath the modern metropolitan Delhi of today lie the remains of a royal Dehli which survived centuries. Rana Safvi, in her book, City of my Heart, digs up and translates some fragments of an era which could be attributed as magnanimous, more so, a golden period in the history of the Indian subcontinent. This book…
New Delhi: Mirza Waheed speaks the way he writes: with care. Ask this Kashmiri novelist a question, he looks a tad flustered. He averts his eyes, fidgets with his fingers and weighs his words before he finally answers the query. I spend time writing my sentences, I donโt want to hurry. And I am not a…
NEW DELHI: She writes poetic prose, employs redolent metaphors and evokes utmost admiration for her novelistic virtues. Arundhati Roy is anything but a boring author. The 1997 Booker Prize-winner, who is equally at ease writing scathing essays, says she is a โdisciplined writerโ whose heart lies in fiction as it is a โconnective tissueโ between…
Tonight, I wish I sing Songs, euphonious, With a host of winking stars, In the dark beautiful moonless sky! Tonight, I wish I wing Over the seas, hills And plains like free birdsโ Praising Him, our Lord, so high! Tonight, I wish I transform Into swallows, numberlessโ So that ammunition laden monsters, I invade and…
Trends have changed, philosophies of existence and their manifestations too have made a brutal and radical shift towards the โdistortions of something-ness.โ The world once had experienced Socrates, walking down from wild forest, with a swing of gestures on his face, reflecting a deep search with an endless pulse of confusions. The collective social psychology…