SPECIAL SECTION: Writing from Modern India

  • Rabindranath Tagore   In Paris this past May, in honor of next year’s Rabindranath Tagore sesquicentennial, UNESCO launched the beginning of a year-long commemoration—including w…
  • Ziaul Karim
    Sudeep Sen I n a WLT exclusive, Ziaul Karim—executive editor of Jamini, an international arts magazine, and former literary editor of the Daily Star—sat down with Sudeep Sen to…
  • Premendra Mitra
    Still from The Coward (1965), based on Mitra’s story, directed by Satyajit Ray and starring Soumitra Chatterjee and Madhabi Mukherjee Karuna brought me my morning cup of tea herself.            I cou…
  • By Anamika
    Anamika
    Salt is earth’s sorrow and its taste.Earth’s three-fourths is brackish water,and men’s heart a salt mountain.Weak is salt’s heart,very quickly it melts,it sinks in shamewhen plates are flungdue to sa…
  • Kazim Ali
    you became real to me fatherwhen I saw you fly over me from beneath the waves a bone-white door against the cloud-white ceilinglooking for me, flapping and furious I watched you in the dark as you sl…
  • Daljit Nagra
    Ah the Raj! Our mother-incarnate Victoria Imperatrix rules the sceptred sphere overseeing legions of maidens’ “fishing fleets” that break the waves to net the love of a heaven Etonian!Fetes on lawns…
  • J. P. Das
    My small worldlies suspended betweenthe four walls of your house.There is no entry sign,yet my life, leashed to it,keeps moving endless round and round. From wherever I startI reach your house, sure…
  • Ashok Vajpeyi
      I spread out earth’s green bedI pull in sky’s blue veilI place sun and moon on two pillowsI remove grass’s attireI indulge in play with you. Translation from the Hindi By Sudeep Sen…
  • Subodh Sarkar
    Here, every child is scared to playHere, every squirrel has a bullet-proof home Here, every old man wants to commit suicideThere is no difference between a soldier and a manNo difference between the…
  • Neelanjana Banerjee
               How sweet the past is, no matter how wrong, or how sad.                                                            – Charles Wright I watch the icicles              unravel from t…
  • Anita Nair
    Was it a Sunday eveningWhen you left a window carelessly openYou rang first that gong of betrayal? Was it one high noonWhen you thoughtlessly fed her bones of the lambYou sang first that litany of du…
  • Beena Kamlani
    Two friends in New York City find themselves unexpectedly at a roundabout where life, love, desire, and death all want right of way. In the struggle that ensues, there is a winner, but it isn’t o…
  • The following post-independence books have served as important literary markers: Fiction, Poetry & DramaAgha Shahid Ali, The Veiled Suite: Collected Poems (Pe…
  • Sudeep Sen
    Guest edited by Sudeep Sen Sudeep Sen To celebrate the sixtieth anniversary of India’s Republic, the current issue of World Literature Today showcases some of the best cutting-edge modern…