Robin S Ngangom 2012 6 PDF
Robin S Ngangom 2012 6 PDF
Robin S Ngangom 2012 6 PDF
Robin S Ngangom
- poems -
Publication Date:
2012
Publisher:
Poemhunter.com - The World's Poetry Archive
Robin S Ngangom(1959)
Robin S Ngangom is an Indian poet and translator from Manipur, North Eastern
India.
<b>Biography </b>
Robin Singh Ngangom was born in Imphal, Manipur of North Eastern India. He is
a bilingual poet who writes in English and Manipuri. He studied literature at St
Edmund's College and the North Eastern Hill University Shillong, and serves as a
Lecturer in the Dept. of English at NEHU. He is the Editor of New Frontiers,
journal of the Northeast Writers' Forum, Guwahati, and is Nominating Editor for
Manipuri for Katha Translation Awards, New Delhi.
He was conferred with Katha Award for Translation in 1999, was invited to the
UK for the UK Year of Literature and Writing, 1995, and the Udaya Bharati
National Award for Poetry, 1994.
His significant publications are Words and the Silence, Writers Workshop,
Calcutta, 1988, An Anthology of New Indian English Poetry, Rupa & Co., New
Delhi, 1993, Time's Crossroads, Disha Books, Orient Longman Ltd., Hyderabad,
1994, Khasia in Gwalia, Alun Books, Wales, 1995, A New Book of Indian Poems
in English, Writers Workshop, Calcutta, 2000, Anthology of Contemporary Poetry
from the Northeast, NEHU Publications, Shillong, 2003, Confronting Love: Poems,
Penguin Books India Pvt Ltd, New Delhi, 2005, The Desire of Roots,
Chandrabh'g!, Cuttack, 2006
His work has been featured in The Telegraph Colour Magazine, Calcutta;
Debonair, Bombay; Chandrabh'g', Cuttack; Kavya Bharati, American College,
Madurai; Poetry Chronicle, Bombay; Poiesis, Bombay; Indian Literature, Sahitya
Akademi, New Delhi; The Brown Critique, Maharashtra; The New Welsh Review,
Wales; Kunapipi, University of Aarhus, Denmark; SWAG Magazine, Swansea,
Wales; New Statesman & Society, London; Planet: The Welsh Internationalist,
Aberystwyth, Wales; Verse, University of Georgia, Athens, US.
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My home is a gun
pressed against both temples
a knock on a night that has not ended
a torch lit long after the theft
a sonnet about body counts
undoubtedly raped
definitely abandoned
in a tryst with destiny.
I ceased thinking
of abandoned children inside blazing huts
still waiting for their parents.
If they remembered their grandmother's tales
of many winter hearths at the hour
of sleeping death, I didn't want to know,
if they ever learnt the magic of letters.
And the women heavy with seed,
their soft bodies mown down
like grain stalk during their lyric harvests;
if they wore wildflowers in their hair
while they waited for their men,
I didn't care anymore.
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