Makarand Paranjape

(31 August 1960 - / Ahmedabad, Gujarat / India)

Makarand Paranjape Poems

1. The Dance 3/28/2012
2. Proposal 3/28/2012
3. Treadmill 3/28/2012
4. The Seven Year Itch 3/28/2012
5. The Bitter Half 3/28/2012
6. Separation In An Art Film 3/28/2012
7. The Love Poem Unwritten 3/28/2012
8. The Muse's Gift 3/28/2012
9. Some Comic Relief At The End 3/28/2012
10. Ps: Venus Serenus 3/28/2012
11. Prologue 3/28/2012
12. The Second Time Is The Best 3/28/2012
13. Routine 3/28/2012
14. Wife 3/28/2012
15. Portrait Of A Lady 3/28/2012
16. Stone And Flesh 3/28/2012
17. Violet 3/28/2012
18. What She Taught Him 3/28/2012
19. Walls 3/28/2012
20. The Night By Moonlight 3/28/2012
21. Survivors 3/28/2012
22. She And He 3/28/2012
23. Three Pennies Of Wisdom 3/28/2012
24. Random Notes On Relationship 3/28/2012
25. The Magic Lantern 3/28/2012
26. Apostrophe To Poverty 3/28/2012
27. An Invitation To Old Flames... 3/28/2012
28. Love Poetry 3/28/2012
29. Compatible Incompatibility 3/28/2012
30. Epilogue (As An Old-Fashioned Homily) 3/28/2012
31. In Love (At Thirty) 3/28/2012
32. Food For Thought 3/28/2012
33. Magan Bhai 3/28/2012
34. Miss Gobble 3/28/2012
35. Her Strategy 3/28/2012
36. Love's Success 3/28/2012
37. Dharmaraj 3/28/2012
38. My Buried Youth 3/28/2012
39. Latasha 3/28/2012
40. Eyes 3/28/2012

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In Lieu Of The Missing Poem

Dear Reader,

A poem at the centre of the collection,
Is missing, as you can gather.
To speak truly, its absence, equally
Baffles me. Did I lose it to computer virus
Or did the censor excise it;
Or were there only twenty-nine in all,
Making this the unwritten poem?
Or does this represent the overwhelmingly absent presence,
Suggesting, like nirvana or the impossible
Revolution, something that we strive towards,
But never attain-I mean, Love?
Thus it becomes all that I was unable to say,
The sunya in the heart of purna,
The cavity in the...

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The Dance

The rain-dance required prior permission from Mother.
IN the tiled courtyard in the middle of the house,
Gleefully shedding our clothes—those encumbrances—
We two brothers would assemble.
Then frisking and romping in the showers
We would yell for our neighbours upstairs
(Sisters of five and seven with rhyming names)
To join us, splashing about a great deal
To make our invitation attractive.

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