Odes to Autumn: Two Poems by Anushri Nanavati
Poetry by Anushri Nanavati: ‘September is penned in the black ink of loss: / the carcasses of a thousand spiders / strung together, legs locked, tumbling / in tandem’
Poetry by Priyanka Aravind P.: ‘I too had a mother, / Who fed me with knowledge so ancient, / And called me her brightest star, // until I misspelt a note from the sacred chants.’
Interview: On “Float with Boatcast”, Zahir Mirza takes his guests on a cruise through lakes, rivers, and seas to discuss topics of interest on Kerala and beyond. By Nileena Sunil
Poetry by Anushri Nanavati: ‘September is penned in the black ink of loss: / the carcasses of a thousand spiders / strung together, legs locked, tumbling / in tandem’
Short story by Debi Mukherjee: “Unlike the little girls I see outside temples, draped in their pano bhaju’s stringing garlands of Marigolds, I dare not play with the flowers in our garden. Papa cautions me against the rows of Mogras, Shoe-flowers, Frangipanis and a multitude of others. He says that I must not be lured by a flower’s fragrance.”