Announcing the Tasveer South Asia Festival online…. Movies, Books and Conversations

Announcing the Tasveer South Asia Festival online

Elizabeth Hazen’s GIRLS LIKE US: POEMS is a feat of and feast of women’s poetry

lines of verse step out and push one hard in the chest, obliging exclamation, pause, reckoning, refamiliarization, resumption

The Daily Path, by my friend Debjani Roysarkar-Gupta, a true hidden talent

These are the days of arid pauses and stricken silence. In these days, my talented girlhood friend Debjani — physician, painter, poet, mother, wife and voyager — has come forth with a truly meditative philosophical fable about where our place is, with or without CORONA. I wanted to share it with my readers and friends who are also, perhaps, struggling to find an aesthetic for mutation, muteness and mutability….without despair. THE DAILY PATH A ticket for a round trip please.Where to?To a gentler caring world, at least for today. The Conductor smiled at the naive request,A word of caution…Co passengers…

My sauce is Dopest

But I smile and pose with ruddy
young step-mothers, far younger than me.
All of whom my Father loves more than me.

Oh lovely, long-necked does with dreamy eyes!
I’m from the kitchen. I stir my dope sauce
with my broke-ass stirrer. Can you surprise
me with the next version of me? Da boss?
Won’t you please say, Imagine it’s you on
stage, all sass and weight-loss, accepting
Le big award! Won’t you show me, young one?