Poetry

You Can’t Breathe, We Are Blind

I am not a hypocrite, India is just not the same, as the west.

Encounter

Who will believe you, Muslim man?

Hunger, Helplessness, Hope: How Five Young Assamese Poets Are Spending Their Lockdown Days

Jyotirmoy Talukdar speaks to five prominent young poets from Assam about how they see the COVID-19 crisis and the ensuing lockdown.

There is a tunnel

Where are those good old days? / Will they ever be here, anymore?

A Ballad of Bawling Babies

Verses on war and what follows.

What I Left Behind

The war made him leave his home behind, suddenly and begrudgingly. | Amir Darwish

Syria

A kingdom of broken dreams, buried inside the eyes of their corpses | Faris Fakhreldin

Vignettes of Love and Peace: Letters From Kabul

"just another morning in Kabul" | Jhilmil Breckenridge

Where I Come From

"From the womb of the Mediterranean I come" | Amir Darwish