Vijay Seshadri

(1954 / Bengaluru)

Vijay Seshadri Poems

1. A FABLE 2/26/2018
2. Bright Copper Kettles 2/29/2016
3. Bright Copper Kettles 2/26/2018
4. Enlightenment 2/26/2018
5. Imaginary Number 2/26/2018
6. Imaginary Number 2/29/2016
7. Life of Savage 2/29/2016
8. Life of Savage 2/26/2018
9. MADE IN THE TROPICS 2/26/2018
10. Memoir 2/26/2018
11. Road Trip 2/26/2018
12. Sequence 2/26/2018
13. Sequence 2/29/2016
14. Survivor 2/26/2018
15. The Descent of Man 2/26/2018
16. The Long Meadow 2/26/2018
17. THE REAPPEARED 2/26/2018
18. Three Persons 2/29/2016
19. Three Persons 2/26/2018
20. Thunderstruck 2/26/2018
21. Trailing Clouds of Glory 2/26/2018

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  • Nadia Umber Lodhi Nadia Umber Lodhi (10/7/2018 12:50:00 AM)

    Sir you translated mirza Ghalib ghazal یہ نہ تھا ہماری قسمت کہ وصال یار ہوتا

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Best Poem of Vijay Seshadri

Imaginary Number

The mountain that remains when the universe is destroyed
is not big and is not small.
Big and small are

comparative categories, and to what
could the mountain that remains when the universe is destroyed
be compared?

Consciousness observes and is appeased.
The soul scrambles across the screes.
The soul,

like the square root of minus 1,
is an impossibility that has its uses.

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Life of Savage

I've been excited about him as an individual.
I've met him as a person, emerging from his own shadow.
Indeed it is remarkable.
Indeed it is to be remarked of my friend Savage that
the desolation of hopes not merely deferred
but by impracticability brutalized
little marred his genial spirit.
How such a one, so circumstanced by parentage—
the mother crippled by disappointment; the father by rotgut and Percodan—

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