Robin S Ngangom
Robin S Ngangom Poems
- My Invented Land My native soil was created from tiny ...
- Primary Schools I remember only the detritus of ...
- The Ignominy Of Geometry The ignominy of geometry, the ...
- Poetry A sleepless night, a lovelorn night, and poetry ...
- Funerals And Marriages I’ve forgotten acts of kindness or to ...
- Hill Hill, you and I have seen only upheaval since our ...
- After ‘jashn-E-Azadi’ The kite transforming into smoke ...
Robin S Ngangom is an Indian poet and translator from Manipur, North Eastern India.
Robin Singh Ngangom was born in Imphal, Manipur of North Eastern India. He is a bilingual poet who writes in English and Manipuri. He studied literature at St Edmund's College and the North Eastern Hill University Shillong, and serves as a Lecturer in the Dept. of English at NEHU. He is the Editor of New Frontiers, journal of the Northeast Writers' Forum, Guwahati, and is Nominating Editor for Manipuri for Katha Translation Awards, New Delhi.
He was conferred with Katha Award for Translation in 1999, was invited to the UK for the UK Year of Literature and Writing, ... more »
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My Invented Land
(after Mario Meléndez)
My native soil was created from tiny sparks
that clung to grandmother’s earthen pot
which conjured savoury dishes
I’ve been looking for
all my life in vain.
My homeland has no boundaries.
At cockcrow one day it found itself
inside a country to its west,
(on rainy days it dreams looking east
when its seditionists fight to liberate it from truth.)
My people have disinterred their alphabet,
burnt down decrepit libraries
in a last puff of nationalism
even as a hairstyle of native women
have been allowed to become ...