Eucalyptus in Rain
“…your hands on my freshly painted door/ They smell of this poem, which they call beautiful…” Poem of the Week (September 8), by Arup K. Chatterjee.
Read MoreArup K Chatterjee is Asst. Prof. of English at the University of Delhi. He is the founder/editor of Coldnoon: Travel Poetics (International Journal of Travel Writing), and the recipient of the Charles Wallace fellowship, 2014-15, to the UK.
“…your hands on my freshly painted door/ They smell of this poem, which they call beautiful…” Poem of the Week (September 8), by Arup K. Chatterjee.
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“My writing can only be in response to writing. Often I even suspect I am only rewriting what others have written before me.” Arup K Chatterjee, The Missing Slate’s Poet of the Month, talks to Rosario Freire.
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“I took out my pouch, and extracted the wooden pipe/ Swollen recently by the deceased’s lips…” Poem of the Week (March 31), by Arup K Chatterjee.
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“A voice asks me for a light/ The face of a woman, it wants to talk/ To me, they like wretched nocturnal faces…” Poem of the Week (February 10), by Arup K Chatterjee.
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