Ranjit Hoskote Poems
- Footage For A Tranc The hours stop in my veins. Evening ...
- A Poem For Grandmother A door. A stair. And two steps inside ...
- Speaking A Dead Language I trespass on sentences that ash has...
- The Postman's Last Song For Th... You glide in plain view,...
- Vigil Lover, listening at the keyhole, married to a whisper ...
- Madman He stares up at the dying stars, this madman in a ...
- Milarepa A crust of mountain for breakfast with a smear of ...
Ranjit Hoskote is a contemporary Indian poet, art critic, cultural theorist and independent curator.
Early Life and Education
Ranjit Hoskote was born in Mumbai, India. He educated at the Bombay Scottish School, Elphinstone College, where he read for a BA in Politics, and the University of Bombay, where he took an MA in English Literature and Aesthetics.
Hoskote belongs to the younger generation of Indian poets who began to publish their work during the early 1990s. His work has been published in numerous Indian and international journals, including Poetry Review (London), Wasafiri, Poetry Wales, Nthposition, The ... more »
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Footage For A Tranc
The hours stop in my veins.
Evening falls, a spotted tissue
draped across dayglo streets.
The clocks go on marking
the time in another city
where the trains still run,
taking people home.
Over my shoulder, I see my country vanish
in a long unfurling of cornflower-blue sky.
My limbs are clear as glass.
The wind grazes my shoulders,
the animal buried in my voice
wakes up and growls.
Script thrown away, I'm on my own.
The detectives will find me
when a rainbow prints itself
on the litmus sky at noon.
I clear my throat,
the movie ...