Foregoing the bygones
Poem by Shirsh Sanstuti: ‘A plethora of emotions come spilling / from a package labelled ‘handle with care’
Arrested Eyesight: Three poems by Vasundhara Parashar
Poetry by Vasundhara Parashar: ‘I used to know my conscience, I used to see the world, / But now I read, Byron, Browning, and Burns, / Only to find myself lying on kitchen floors.’
A Profound Slow Burn
Netflix’s Trial by Fire (2023) explores the true story of the 1997 Uphaar cinema fire and its long aftermath, presenting a heartbreaking narrative which shines brightest in its exploration of human intimacies. By Karan Madhok
‘Saw Eternity, Eroded’: Six poems by Dion D’Souza
Poetry by Dion D’Souza: ‘I’ll make up another song. / Another doozy screamhowl / or lullaby. Tease / out a plastic tune.’
Comings and Goings: On the beauty of Amitabha Bagchi’s HALF THE NIGHT IS GONE
Sakshi Nadkarni on Amitabha Bagchi’s Half the Night is Gone (2018), a tale of stories withing stories, both dense and sparse, a glimpse across many Delhis, a meditation on sorrow, fatherhood, self-reflection, and literature itself.
A Compassionate Dissent: The poetry of Madhu Raghavendra
Madhu Raghavendra’s poetry confronts issues of contemporary Indian politics and culture, verses that hold a mirror to our faces to witness our responses to our reflections. By Satarupa Bhattacharya
Ordinary Masons, Who Paint a Sun on the Sky
Poetry by Shivangi Mishra: ‘Icarus’ airplane crashed squarely into forsaken humanity, a pit, / In future was shown history.’
THE MENDICANT PRINCE: A Women-centric retelling of the Bhawal Sannyasi Case
In her latest work, Aruna Chakravarti revisits the early 20th century ‘mejo kumar’ story, now allowing all its characters—particularly its females—to speak in their own voices. By Saurabh Sharma
Stargazing
‘The net hadn’t made her view of the sky any less clear, but she had felt imprisoned in its presence, even more so than she already did in the tedium of days she had accepted as her life.’ By Priyanka Sacheti
‘A crucified alphabet of crossed out names’: Four poems by Ajay Kumar
Poetry by Ajay Kumar: ‘we break news with each other more than we / break bread. this just in: i’ve never been out / for blood anymore than i’ve been out for good.’