By Gabriel Rosenstock
Mr. Modi
can you see the air through the smoke?
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By Gabriel Rosenstock
Gandhiji, oh look
see how downcast he appears
Hindutva’s to blame
those loud-mouthed fanatics
they should stay in bed all day
By Gabriel Rosenstock & Ron Rosenstock
imprisoned, enchained
in the confines of the mind
these are the unfree
those whose hearts have turned to stone
alone – needful of our prayers
By Gabriel Rosenstock
Liberty, what’s this
it looks like a crown of thorns
do you bleed inside
By Gabriel Rosenstock
This Road of Mine is a rollicking read from start to finish and the translator has served the author well – though I’m unhappy with a few phrases such as ‘blow your mind’ and ‘on a high’ which are completely out of register.
By Gabriel Rosenstock
may the rain never cease
i take shelter in Your love
may it drown out all other sounds
say my name once more
may the rain never cease
By Gabriel Rosenstock
Of course, you could release him
With strict instructions:
Professor! Teach Jane Austen only
By Gabriel Rosenstock
India!
Does the goddess Saraswati smile
When you imprison your poets
When, Covid-stricken, they hallucinate
Sitting in a puddle of urine?
