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RLP Awards Reading; Article on Creative Writing Workshop; Poems in Mags; Review by Tikuli

Raedleaf Poetry Awards 2013 night in Hyderabad, spearheaded by Linda Ashok and team, took place on Nov 16. As one of the featured poets, I had tons of fun reading with several impressive names. Some well known ones are, Hoshang Merchant, Menka Shivdasani, Shikha Malaviya, Hemant Divate, Anand Thakore, and the like. The event was a great opportunity for young poets to win a competition and showcase their work. I believe an anthology of the festival is on its way.

Among very few photos a friend clicked of me, here am I reading at the podium:

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The creative writing workshop at The English and Foreign Languages University (EFLU), Hyderabad, ended with a bang. You know about it from my previous post/s. What happened thereafter is more fun. I went out invited by my students, and wrote a brief article for The Thumb Print magazine published from the Northeast of India by Teresa Rehman. Read the article “A word is said” here.

And an outing photo below. Happy times!

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Couple of places where my poems from BLUE VESSEL and the forthcoming INTO THE MIGRANT CITY are featured. One is the cool online mag Vayavya edited by Mihir Vatsa (one sample below)…

Dust Circles

The spinning top will circle
The dust from shuffling shoes
The dust from collared bones
And yet spin on the epicenter
On a Sarojini Nagar Sunday
The spinning top will be child’s play
For children whose feet will stop
Looking for the sudden blue sky
And the juggler who writes separated lines
To his hometown of buffalo snorts.

and a new zine launched called Asian Signature launched by Surabhi Bhattacharya. An excerpt below:

Wood Story before the Millennium and Now

This is a table where we used to keep a glass vase in the nineties
the sun a syruping gooseberry often tumbling out of it reckless

A wooden table, smooth-plank body of a tree dressed for our
weekend dinners. Some clutter as it happens with faces clustered

Coats of varnish and heavy-lashed lacquerware, dead-white ceramic
this will still be the same surface where we will spill the gravy
push the sparkling tea across, lick any fallen crumbs with thumbs.


Blogger-writer friend Tikuli wrote a lilting review of my debut poetry book Blue Vessel. It’s published on Pirene’s Fountain, a very well established journal from the editor Ami Kaye. Writes Tikuli:

The transient flow of life and myriad emotions of a feminine heart is portrayed throughout the book which has a global appeal with an Indian undercurrent. She talks of a New York woman and her “Bihu waisted sister” with an ease that few can. While her earlier poems focused more on socio political issues, these are personal.  However, Das brings the reader’s attention to the world crisis and the tragedy of the political upheaval in her own homeland at some places. These lines from “A song for the Bihu-waisted sister” tell the story of many women of the state of Assam where Nabina was born and grew up:

Something about the Flame trees tells us birds are still home
But, it’s also the news of someone missing.


Poetry for food? Here’s a bite:


Thanksgiving Day I like to see
Our cook perform her witchery.
She turns a pumpkin into pie
As easily as you or I
Can wave a hand or wink an eye.
She takes leftover bread and muffin
And changes them to turkey stuffin’.
She changes cranberries to sauce
And meats to stews and stews to broths;
And when she mixes gingerbread
It turns into a man instead
With frosting collar ’round his throat
And raisin buttons down his coat.
Oh, some like magic made by wands,
   And some read magic out of books,
And some like fairy spells and charms
   But I like magic made by cooks!

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