Parting – Gnanakoothan

People part They part in great numbers In buses Railway stations, with wide platforms and Yellow-eyed hanging clocks In towns … More

Movement by Gnanakoothan

Monday has gone Tuesday too Wednesday is drying the Doorway decorated with Kolam* I am yet to see you, Gnanatchari. … More

Andal my school friend elegantly listens to my arguments about Gods and Ghosts as if accepting my arguments Her skin … More

Words addressed to an army commander-in-chief I am writing into my blood your order that as soon as we cross … More

In the Stillness of Poetry – by Akila Kannadasan The little boy spent most of his nights lying on a … More

Brush Finished your painting? Ok then proceed to clean the brush proper Without damaging the bristles Wash it caressing it … More

Unspoken, unheard ================ words I never spoke supposing you would ask and ask words I never heard supposing you would … More