Rupam Goswami Assam, India A smooth demarcation that profoundly exists between Me and me in real breathings proclaim that’s not claimed, during hours of growth behind the walls of two similar unlike worlds, yet do I see Me in both! How kind to mankind has been man- an insane Me builds me the same, a…
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Toothpaste
Romi Jain I lifted down the sole toothpaste, discovering it on a stony shelf, whose corners were the growing colony of experienced, strong cobwebs It held systematic and partly disordered things, but all unused, all of use, all packed, intact, except for one– the eraser of dirt on teeth My hands knew their mission the…
The Spark in Disneyland
Rich Murphy 32 Pinecliff Drive Marblehead, MA 01945 At the theme park, the Golden Gates distract the joy-boys from the black boot overhead. Replicas and items salvaged from the fires in Europe stud the hubbub and maintain the rushes in the New World. Adrenaline substitutes for the ongoing once-in-a-lifetime experience. The walking museum pieces from…
Search for Values and Truth in T.S. Eliot’s The Waste Land
Dr. Renu Singh Assistant Professor, Deptt. Of Applied Sciences, Madan Mohan Malviya Engineering College Gorakhpur- 273010 U.P- India & Dr. Arjun Dubey Professor & Head, Deptt. Of Applied Sciences Madan Mohan Malviya Engineering College Gorakhpur- 273010 U.P- India Abstract: About TS Eliot the essentials are clear. He was one of the finest poets writing in…
Culture Vulture
Rati Agnihotri India There are culture vultures everywhere; eager to bite in the golden dust. Dust no ordinary, it smells of gorgeous cobwebs of ancient civilisations The culture vultures eye the cobwebs First a look Then a kiss And at last a passionate embrace that sets the cobwebs shivering. “Who are these aliens, licking me,…
PASTORALE
Mrs. RanjaniNeriya USA the open window listens to the rowlock’s roulade, yawn of crows in the guava tree, the muscled plank across the stream yawping moodily to early feet; I hear the windlass purr a kittenish wheel, coir hiss a pot gurgle well-deep, the women who dawn busy hanging out the wash on long rejoicing…
The Song I Must Sing
Patrick Connors Toronto, Canada. If I cannot sing the song I must sing I won’t be able to share the blessing Destined to manifest when it is time After testing, faith, and growth make me prime Much great circumstances, it’s so hard to believe Such glad happenstances, who could conceive Pre-existing conditions, nothing to achieve…
A Cry against Religious Orthodoxy in Imtiaz Dharker’s Poetry
Naziyah Nabi Research Scholar Dept of English University Of Kashmir Imtiaz Dharker (b.1954), a poet-cum-artist, has published five books of poetry. Accompanied by an exhibition of drawings her poetry confronted the theme of suppression of women by societal forces–cultural, religious and political. Having both literal and metaphorical connotations, her poetry captures the heart of every…
Desire to Dream
Mohona Chatterjee, WB, India. – A translation of the poignant Bengali verse Swapno Dekhbo Bole sung by Moushumi Bhowmik. I discerned that you, someday, Strolled miles along the saline sand; I never felt the marine, Never glided in the blue, Never let my eyes rest on the soaring bird. YET again when you delve into…
The Myth
Bhadauria Manish Singh Ahmedabad, Gujarat The myth, the illusion…. The loose sand which grabbed in palm Vaporized through closed fist Leaving behind particles of salty memories Still, the rock left naked Breathes through invisible pores And stares nude and cloudless sky When heat opens its million thirsty mouths Moisture cracking wars of wood And load…