Sometimes,
the outward signals
of inward struggles takes colossal forms
And the revolution happens because our dreams explode.
~ Aggression, by Meena Kandasamy
Read by Nikita.
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I’m dreaming seditious dreams,
I’m singing a seditious song!
I’m reading Ambedkar,
he makes perfect sense—
let’s annihilate things that
divide us…
as we sing a seditious song!
~ A Seditious Song! by Hamraaz
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Knowledge is wealth,
Greater than all riches,
Wise is considered he,
Who acquires it.
~ The Greatest Wealth, by Savitribai Phule
Read by Alka Dhupkar.
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His eyes dimmed by age
fade homeward through the humid monsoon night.
Now I can see him getting off the train
Like a word dropped from a long sentence.
~ Father Returning Home, by Dilip Chitre
Read by @mumbaipaused.bsky.social
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How else do we return to ourselves but to fold
The page so it points to the good part
What we’ll always have is something we lost
~ Snow Theory, by Ocean Vuong
Read by Vish.
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Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
~ Lost, by David Wagoner
Read by Atika Chohan.
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The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
~ One Art, by Elizabeth Bishop
Read by Garima Singh.
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What Does Poetry Save You From?
Linda Pastan
From the pale silence of morning
and the din
of afternoon.
From the flight into darkness
of those
I continue to love.
Read by Amrita Gupta.
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In the wide-open field
the stars rest on my shoulder,
the immense vista of silence
between the lines,
waits at the edge of the sleep,
~ Dyad, by Gopal Lahiri
Read by Menka Shivdasani.
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When I Was Straight, by Julie Marie Wade
I did not love women as I do now.
I loved them with my eyes closed, my back turned.
I loved them silent, & startled, & shy.
Read by Jogitha.
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I Don’t Know What Will Kill Us First: The Race War or What We’ve Done to the Earth, by Fatimah Asghar
so I count my hopes: the bumblebees
are making a comeback, one snug tight
in a purple flower I passed to get to you;
Read by @zigzackly.bsky.social
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A child is not a poem,
a poem is not a child.
There is no either / or.
However.
~ Spelling, by Margaret Atwood
Read by Sampurna Chattarji.
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I lie in the dark, listening to a pulse of sound,
letters in an unknown alphabet spelling out words
that come and go through a sorrowful labyrinth.
~ Sleeve, by Minnie Bruce Pratt
Read by @nandanky.bsky.social
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Home, for now, smell of pine trees
the sky visits in mist.
I am always at the borders of whimsical sun-rain.
Seasons seep through leaky roofs and skylight.
After you left I thought I will lose language,
~Nighttime, by Soibam Haripriya
Read by Sukrity
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the clothes you wear on your mouth.
the warm smoke in your legs.
a quiet quilt.
~ [Things you bring to the ocean at night]
Nayyirah Waheed
Read by @yellowchiffon.bsky.social
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evidence of homes buried
in different names
here
the years we never defined
here
the echoes we collected
in each other
here
~ Here, by Nathalie Handal
Read by @zigzackly.bsky.social
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It sneaks in on a Tuesday,
You're in your teens, in class.
Nobody cares what you say.
You feel in shards of glass.
~ How Poetry Works, by @j-tkelly.bsky.social
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And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It’s new.
~ The Orange, by Wendy Cope
Read by Mevish Memon.
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if I had to take my leave
at midnight, I should rather
cleave it from the joint or seam
than make a scene
or bring you round.
There,
how does that sound?
~ Let Me Put It This Way, by Simon Armitage
Read by @zigzackly.bsky.social
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(Not your typical new year poem.)
#MayIReadYouAPoem?