Vasant Abaji Dahake
Vasant Abaji Dahake Poems
- Amitabh Bachchan Holding my six-year old daughter's hand I ...
- The Fine Grain Of My Days Through this evening's window, ...
- Tree No mortal tree, you will keep growing inside me, ...
- Eyes A night like opium when the moonlight moans through the...
- My Burning Chest On my burning chest I suffer the monsoon's ...
- Afternoon This is a complete afternoon: a thousand shards ...
- Thirst Thirst thighs loins breast throat thirst from out ...
Vasant Abaji Dahake is a well-known Marathi poet, playwright, novelist, essayist, short story writer, artist, and critic from Amaravati district in the Maharashtra state of India. He is awarded Sahitya Akademi Award for his collection 'Chitralipi' for the year 2009.
His first collection of poems, Yogabhrashta (1972), instantly established him as a successor to the early modernists in Marathi literature such as Mardhekar, P.S. Rege and Vinda Karandikar.
Taut, complex, richly metaphorical, and yet by no means apolitical, Dahake’s work – informed as it is both by decidedly regional and unapologetically international influences – has been marginalised by the more nativist ... more »
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Holding my six-year old daughter's hand
I watch your screen-stirring presence, laughter, dance and song.
Watch you talk and act rebellious in the face of this life.
I don't particularly like this life either.
And I've now sheathed that dislike.
This is what I keep sensing: through the screen she has smoothly
entered your world, the way you operate smoothly
in enemy territory, and of late I often find myself
in a seat at the theatre,
holding the rusty sheath in my hands.
At times you act for a moment, only for a moment in a way that could
trigger a tremulous ...