Biography of Manu Dash
Manu Dash joined ‘Anam’, a literary movement, in 1974 that gave a new face to Odia poetry. He’s an acclaimed writer in both English and in Odia. He has two collections of poems and short stories, four collections of essays and six works of translations. He is currently editing The Dhauli Review (www.dhaulireview.com) , a triquarterly of Indian writing.
Manu Dash Poems
There was still the smell of old affairs of a student & her teacher left around Bharat Bhavan,
An Evening In A Tribal Village
The sky has changed into a Muslim woman's burkha. The chimney of a nearby factory has forgotten
Imagining My Village
My village, When I recall it, Looks like a colored kite. I lost its hold in an afternoon,
The day I was busy settling the bills of the oncologist, who treated my ailing father,
For A Nude At Konark
The hope Of a young mason spreads around when he defies death
Photograph At C.S.T
Being unaware I was asked to take a snapshot At CST. I was hardly aware that The travellers slouched
Memories Of Super Cyclone
A wound swells up somewhere in the dark recess of memory. Nobody wants for a while to assess where the road led.
Death Of A Crane
It happened probably in the year Shashtri ji was our Prime Minister. Returning exhausted from the school
Words Flap their wings Before nesting On her lips.
Diwali In A Cancer Ward
No candles were lit, nor the bursting out of firecrackers heard; only enduring silences packed
I get up and put on the mask till I retire to bed. Over the years it has been
The day I was busy
settling the bills
of the oncologist, who
treated my ailing father,
my son celebrated silently
his seventeenth birthday
with his friends.
I watched morosely
the old plant in my garden.
It needed pruning
for leaf and bud.