A collection of 50 sizzling poems that will set your mind ablaze with the hell fires on earth and heaven. Beautifully translated from Malayalam, they contain imagery that will blow the reader away. Kuzhur Wilson is a quintessential poet who inhales and exhales poetry. From the moment he opened his eyes, he has seen a world different from others. And, he continues to converse with the plants, trees, flowers, fishes, animals, people in much the same way as the five elements spoke to him at that defining moment. Here is imagination at its best – ranging from Thintharoo, a name that never was, to a hundred strange names of the trees around us. Kuzhur Wilson can call each and every tree by name like God calls on us on Judgement day. In his poetry, our world seems to hang on the brink of collapse. But, Kuzhur Wilson summons his women to save us…. ‘Karingali who pees standing, Kallavi beseeching to stuff her up, Karanjili quivering in lust, Kaari who hums while fucking, Kaavalam who naps after the toil, Thannimaram showing off her petals, Thambakam kissing the cunt, Thellipayar savouring a prick, Neerkurunda in post-coital languor.’ Saved, we are.
Genre: POETRY / Generalit is good
Misspelt swear words
No one knew who wrote them or when,
Like cinema posters that changed at regular intervals,
Misspelt swear words appeared on the wall of the urinal.
Written with moss, coal and laterite
They read sometimes like..
The breeze here is fragrant. Rajiv + Sindhu.
A heart with an arrow through it.
Songs like “Rajan sir and Bhanu teacher are in love guys!”
The walls got covered with writings
In retaliation to the beatings and impositions.
Amidst the stench of shit and urine,
Love blossomed in moss.
The girls’ urinal stood like a temple.
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Portuguese
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Gabriela de Grazia
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Jaili Ivinai Buelvas Diaz
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