#jayanta mahapatra

[majestativa]

I […] saw the mark of the snake on my own flesh in the subconscious of Eden’s ruins.

PARESH CHANDRA RAUT (ପରେଶ ଚନ୍ଦ୍ର ରାଉତ) — The Oxford Anthology of Modern Indian Poetry [Eds. Vinay Dharwadker & A.K. Ramanujan], transl. by Jayanta Mahapatra, (1995)

[daggerhearted]

[notmanthelessbutnaturemore]

After the Death of a Friend, Jayanta Mahapatra

[citizen-of-a-floating-world]

Who are you,

occupant of the silent sigh of the conch?

~Jayanta Mahapatra, 'The Captive Air of Chandipur-on-Sea'

[majestativa]

I saw the sharp fangs in my mouth, saw the various mouths of my own testimony, my urge slithering along the ground; saw my innumerable desires turned into innumerable little snakes, and saw them rebel, striking one another and my body, as I burned in the fires of my own venom.

PARESH CHANDRA RAUT (ପରେଶ ଚନ୍ଦ୍ର ରାଉତ) — The Oxford Anthology of Modern Indian Poetry [Eds. Vinay Dharwadker & A.K. Ramanujan], transl. by Jayanta Mahapatra, (1995)

[notmanthelessbutnaturemore]

After the Death of a Friend, Jayanta Mahapatra

[majestativa]

I dare not go into the dark, dank sanctum where the myth shifts swiftly from hand to hand, eye to eye.

Jayanta Mahapatra, “Myth”

[potatoesandsunshine]