Sudeep Sen Poems
- Grammar My syntax, tightly-wrought— I struggle to let ...
- One Moonlit December Night One moonlit December night you ...
- Sun-Blanched Blood It is mid-afternoon now, the sun ...
- Choice some things, I knew, were beyond ...
- Mediterranean A bright red boat Yellow capsicums Blue ...
- Desire Under the soft translucent linen, the ridges ...
- Jacket On A Chair You carelessly tossed the jacket on a ...
Sudeep Sen is an Indian poet and editor living in London and New Delhi.
Life and Work
Sen studied at St Columba's School and read literature at Hindu College Delhi University. As an Inlaks Scholar, he received a master's degree from the Graduate School of Journalism at Columbia University in New York. Sen was an international poet-in-residence at the Scottish Poetry Library in Edinburgh, and a visiting scholar at Harvard University.
His books include Postcards from Bangladesh, Prayer Flag, Distracted Geographies, and Rain. He has edited anthologies including: The HarperCollins Book of English Poetry by Indians (2011), World Literature Today Writing from ... more »
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she has no english;
her lips round / in a moan ….
calligraphy of veins ….
— Merlinda Bobis, ‘first night’
My syntax, tightly-wrought—
I struggle to let go,
to let go of its formality,
of my wishbone
desiring juice — its deep marrow,
muscle, and skin.
The sentence finally pronounced —
I am greedy for long drawn-
out vowels, for consonants that
desire lust, tissue, grey-cells.
I am hungry for love,
for pleasure, for flight,
for a story essaying endlessly—words.