Meena Kandasamy

(1984 - / Chennai / India)

Meena Kandasamy Poems

1. ThisPoemWillProvokeYou 8/4/2016
2. Six hours of chastity 8/4/2016
3. Speech Comes After Swallowing 8/4/2016
4. Untitled Love 8/4/2016
5. A Poem In Which She Remembers 8/4/2016
6. Sunset At Siem Reap 8/4/2016
7. Dead Woman Walking 8/4/2016
8. Flesh Finds A Form Of Address 8/4/2016
9. Jouissance 8/4/2016
10. Random Access Man 8/4/2016
11. Ms.Militancy 8/4/2016
12. Passion Becomes Piety 8/4/2016
13. Babies And The Bathwater 8/4/2016
14. Big Brother: An Epic In Eighteen Episodes 8/4/2016
15. Celestial Celebrities 8/4/2016
16. Eating Dirt 8/4/2016
17. Facing The Music 8/4/2016
18. Firewalkers 8/4/2016
19. Lady Justice 8/4/2016
20. Martyr 8/4/2016
21. Massacre Of The Innocents 8/4/2016
22. Moon-Gazers 8/4/2016
23. Nailed 8/4/2016
24. Not That One 8/4/2016
25. Once My Silence Held You Spellbound 8/4/2016
26. ONE-Eyed 8/4/2016
27. Princess-in-Exile 8/4/2016
28. Sangharsh Karna Hai 8/4/2016
29. Screwtiny 8/4/2016
30. Straight Talk 8/4/2016
31. The Belt-Bomb Girl's Suicide Note 8/4/2016
32. Why She Writes Of Her Love 8/4/2016
33. Non-Conversations With A Lover 6/20/2012
34. When The God Drank Milk 6/20/2012
35. You Don’t Know If You Are Yielding Or Resisting 6/20/2012
36. The Gods Wake Up 6/20/2012
37. Sage In The Cubicle 6/20/2012
38. Storming In Tea-Cups 6/20/2012
39. Reverence :: Nuisance 6/20/2012
40. Whispered Intimacies 6/20/2012
Best Poem of Meena Kandasamy

Evil Spirits

You are possessed.
Witch doctors believe in phantoms,
that cause your illness. But, driving out devils
can be challenging. Spirits are given away—

We are made to sit opposite you,
Force-fed a ‘meal'—bland food mixed
with your hair, nails, spit and pus.
Illegally (despite the government ban) ,
We take your hoard of evil spirits
Barter-system: for having ate your food.

And because ghosts and ghouls
obey your rules, they leave you to come to us.
Is this ‘transference'? An unofficial appeasement.
We become inhabited by the dead,
who ruins our ...

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Another Paradise Lost

One sleepy summer afternoon, while helping
myself to a glass of chilled water, I saw a
snake lying curled under the fridge. It could
have been a very poisonous cobra. Very

quickly, I chose my mode of attack: Acid.
Staggering, I reached for the glass bottle
so that I could pour the yellow-green cheap
acid on its slimy body, burning it to death.

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