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

AN HALF

An half face on the mirror,
another half on your pears.
The half sun-lit,
another dipped in her tears.

adhkhana


IN THE GHOSTLY LAND

The mountains shiver in the labour pain!

Now it's time of birth,
now it's time of birth,
now it's the time of birth of

countless female rats, more fierce than the man-eaters...

bhutpatreer deshe


STRANGE FRAGRANCE OF RICE

Strange fragrance of rice in the dark,
someones, still now boil rice,
serve and eat.
And we remain awake all the night
with strange ...

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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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