for the poet Viktor Sosnora
Nevsky Prospekt
The Czar Peter opened up a window on Europe
From where the bankrupt poets of the future saw
A mysterious navy well-armed with battle-ready poetics
Advancing on Russia.
I, a Marathi poet, walk on Nevsky Prospekt
Looking at the grand buildings on either side,
Realising that these monuments had no poet in mind.
for the poet Viktor Sosnora
About the poet
Dilip Chitre
Dilip Purushottam Chitre (17 September 1938 – 10 December 2009) was one of the foremost Indian poets and critics to emerge in the post Independence India. Apart from being a very important bilingual writer, writing in Marathi and English, he was also a teache…
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They tell me your colour is blue
They tell me your colour is blueMy life-breath feeds on your inspiring luminous pastures
An early wake-up call
An early wake-up callyour first lover
Discarded lovers
Discarded loverswith charred eyes
It's all mixed up:
It's all mixed up: Vladimir, Yaroslav,The skeletons of monks in the underground church,
At midnight in the bakery at the corner
At midnight in the bakery at the cornerWhile bread and butter-biscuits are being baked
