“A great poem should haunt us and every time you reread it you should discover a new meaning. You don’t cross the same river twice and you don’t read the same poem again,” says U R Ananthamurthy, the eminent writer, in a discussion with Manu Dash.
Reviewing Ranu Uniyal’s book of poetry Across the Divide, writes Ambika Ananth, “The equanimity, sensitivity and levity, the intensity, depth and force of some poems defy the fact that it is the poet's debut collection.”
Read Dalpat Chauhan’s engaging Gujarati Play The Bread and the Dead, translated by PJ Soni, where the dilemma between hunger and humaneness gets settled in favour of the bread.
“As I desolately count each passing hour / I become that moon-gazing bird on new moon nights / I sing the saddest songs of all time, I never ask questions ..”Meena Kandasamy
