Makarand Paranjape Poems
- Duryodhana's Last Word He lies near the stinking pond filled...
- College Days In the grilled window overhead Before ringing ...
- Getting Outside Patriarchy Our distances are intimate, We ...
- Hauz-I-Khas Approach The path is six hundred years old. ...
- Like Yajnavalkya And Maitreyi I read the love poems of others...
- ...And To New Ones To have designs on another Degrades ...
- Maya The see-saw of our relationship tires me. But neither ...
Makarand R. Paranjape is an Indian poet and professor at the Jawaharlal Nehru University (JNU) in New Delhi, India.
Early Life and Education
Makarand Paranjape was born in 1960 in Ahmedabad, Gujarat. He was educated at the Bishop Cotton Boys' School, Bangalore, followed by B.A. (Hons.) in English from St. Stephen's College, University of Delhi in 1980. Thereafter he joined the University of Illinois at Urbana–Champaign, from where he first did M.A. in English in 1983, and subsequently his Ph.D in English in 1985 on the topic "Mysticism in Indian English Poetry".
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Duryodhana's Last Word
He lies near the stinking pond
filled with guts and blood;
all around him-devastation and death.
Himself a half-carcass,
his thighs and testes smashed
by Bhima's illegitimate blow,
broken in several places,
left to die,
his twisted face lights up again
at the macabre apparition-
And as this angel of death
narrates the tale of the final
slaughter-how he stole into
the Pandava tents after dusk
putting to the sword
every man, woman and child,
Duryodhana's smashed, bleeding,
"Good, good, good.'