RUDRA KINSHUK

(22 MAY,1971 / BOLPUR WEST BENGAL INDIA)

RUDRA KINSHUK Poems

1. Metamorphosis 11/27/2009
2. A Tree In The Meadow 11/28/2009
3. Renaming Of Fire 11/28/2009
4. The Barbed Hands 11/28/2009
5. Gardening 11/28/2009
6. Apparition 11/28/2009
7. The Dolls In The Showcases 11/28/2009
8. The Magician 11/29/2009
9. In A Bakery 11/29/2009
10. A Song Of Eternity 11/29/2009
11. The Cat And A Sword 11/29/2009
12. A Cave Of Inscriptions 12/4/2009
13. The Spider 12/5/2009
14. The Cook: A Tribute To Bibhu Padhi 12/5/2009
15. Uddalok 12/5/2009
16. The Charmed Boat 12/8/2009
17. Portrit Of A Dog As Buddha 12/13/2009
18. Lullaby For My Child 12/14/2009
19. Crow's Zero 12/19/2009
20. Fish 2/18/2010
21. Slough 2/18/2010
22. Zigsaw 2/18/2010
23. Song Of Ego: A Tribute To Sourav Ganguly 10/24/2010
24. Irom Sharmila, My Daughter 11/8/2010
25. Aung San Suu Kyi: My Dark Mother 11/13/2010
26. Prabhat Choudhury: Selected Poems 11/20/2010
27. Rafique Ul Islam: Selected Poems 11/22/2010
28. Santal Folk Songs 11/22/2010
29. Water 11/27/2010
30. Toto Folk-Songs: Folk Postmodern Poems 12/2/2010
31. Melting Shadows 12/3/2010
32. Word-Puzzle For Homoludens 12/3/2010
33. Dreamography 12/3/2010
34. Remote Control 12/3/2010
35. Compradors 12/3/2010
36. Folk-Postmodern Poetry 11/22/2010
37. Jogen Choudhury: Selected Poems 11/25/2010
38. Ramprasad Sen: Songs For My Dark Mother 11/25/2010
39. Jahar Senmajumdar: Selected Poems 11/22/2010
40. Nasser Hossain: Selected Poems 11/22/2010
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Utpal Kumar Basu: Selected Poems

Poetry of April-May


1.

Bakul, I envy you only, how easily
you sink into her excited hair bright
no proverbs in your past, shadow, peace,
worms of buds

my endless blood falls among fire communites
because at the end of reaping such huge hay
man has never carried, I too never have seen
such wealth in any hair.

chaitre rachita kabita 3

2.

The boats, lying on the solitary sands know you
all the days in their shades you sing of soul crops
sometimes have got into waves, into the blaue and bathing,
a thin smoke from ...

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The Barbed Hands

Flowers are in my barbed hands
and my eyes look like
cherries, mellowed in silence.

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