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Schooner Article on Editors; “Migrant” Poems; CW Talk and Reading

My current post on Prairie Schooner literary magazine is about editors and their work involving South Asian zines and mags. I could accommodate only a few. Space constraint of course and also the waiting time to hear from those editors who could not respond back on time owing to their busy schedule. Read “Editors of South Asian Literary Zines & Mags“, and here’s an excerpt:

The South Asian cyber space is getting crowded with literary zines of various hues. Some of the zines are novices in the field, while others enjoy a sacred scholarly space usually accorded to print publications. Decidedly, most of these editors are not Eliot’s failed writers. In fact, we have increasing instances of well-established poets, novelists, and essayists taking up the reins of an editor. Their writerly and editorial lives seem to co-exist fine. As a peer review member of the online international journal The Four Quarters Magazine published from northeastern India, my attention naturally turns to the editorial practices of my counterparts.


Poems are featured in the Journal of Literature & Aesthetics, solicited by my poet-academic friend Prathap Kamath. These poems are selected from my second collection which will be in blog news here soon. Here’s the cover and the inside page:




Was gone to deliver lecture at University of Calcutta on the afternoon of Dec. 11. “The Craft of Creative Writing: The Poetic Practice”. Prof. Probal Dasgupta spoke at the same program on the subject of Esperanto. I missed half his lecture by stepping in late. Embarrassed but what could one do! I was stuck in one of the famous Kolkata traffic jams right near College Street close to the university. Had to turn around to take Central Avenue, crawl past the Grand ,and finally enter CU. My driver, all along, displayed good humor. Prof. Mohar Daschaudhuri, who heads the Department of French, deserves all thanks for organizing the event and tolerating me walking in all hassled and flustered. “It’s Kolkata, we know what happens in a traffic jam.” Okay! The so-called lecture became a pleasant discussion and question-and-answer session. I made some nice friends too.


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