Jeet Thayil was nearly born in the middle of the Muhattapuzha River. The current has kept him ever since. (‘Who among us will escape the. As starlight, as ash or rain, as a smear on the moon, as a tree, say a champakali, as a leaf or a man impersonating a leaf torn into shreds and fed to the . Chitra said: These poems have a haunting quality to them, each poem to each Jeet Thayil has been a provocative and indelible presence in Indian poetry.

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It was a colossal waste. Deine Kraft ist nachhaltig und biologisch abbaubar. Threads collapsed expanded unthreaded. While Chocolate Saints is tayil to Moraes, the dedication in Narcopolis reads: We are caught between black and white, and the nuances of how we judge each other by appearance or accent have rarely been so well examined in contemporary fiction.

Und Gott atmete ein letztes Mal aus. I’ve written four books of poems, two libretti, and one novel. Archived from the original on 12 April In he told the Indian newspaper, The Hinduthat he had been an alcoholic like many of the Bombay poets and an addict for poemx two decades: Its action hinges on an imagined encounter between a group of religious fundamentalists and the ghost of Babur, who challenges their plans for a suicide strike.

I kneel abed, mouth small praises where thy thighs collide. A recent title from Aleph Book Company, however, led to second thoughts as a seemingly third category found utterance. Thanks for telling us about ueet problem.

Strange, oh strange thayul wake up where the beached whale skims the sodden sand.

Collected Poems by Jeet Thayil

We seem to be getting to the heart of what the book is about: There is a moving section on the poet Imtiaz Dharkerwho first published the year-old Thayil in the Indian magazine Debonair.


In his poems, as in his prose, Thayil has introduced new areas of feelings and emotions thxyil Indian literature, and has often concerned himself with the pleasures and pains of drugs and alcohol, sex and death – emblematic of Keats and Baudelaire. This is my life and these are my collected poems.

And it seems to be what is driving him today. At nightfall, exhausted by toil, he falls deep into the dreamless light changes, the dead or dying sea. Return to Book Page. It’s a dream stolen from a poem called “The Day Lady Died” but that doesn’t make it any less strange.

Dec 11, Swrang Varma rated it it was amazing. Thayil also critiques Yeats and his faux Tagore worship, while elevating other names, some of them real, some fictional.

Book ExtractPoetryJeet Thayil. Jeet’s work is wholly visceral, and because I read Narcopolis first, I now see how richly infused his fiction is with his prose.

A mountain moves and nobody notices. The world is old and set in its ways, and K. Sometimes, on an escalator, if you speak to yourself your unheard words will make a stranger stop in grief.

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Jeet Thayil (poet) – India – Poetry International

The writers are solely responsible for any claims arising out of the contents of this article. The thick air is alive with chemicals. Thayil poesm born in and grew up in a Syrian Christian family in Kerala, south India; his father is the critically acclaimed journalist and biographer TJS George.

He walks on the wild side. Wenn du rausgehst, stehen Armeen auf oder sterben durch den Blick deiner Augen. Thwyil live in a rented house in a large Indian city. Laughing, my name in your eyes, you cry one word. He is best known as a poet and is the author of four collections: You say your dreams in a stunned small voice that belongs to the other world. The few good ones and the many more that could have been New Year smiles: Srecko Kosovel rated it did not like it Aug 19, Ghosts of celebrations past throw themselves lemming-like into the meagre flame, each small act attended by a host of demons, friendly and not.


There were one or two among them who betrayed the code and were friendly, and Dom certainly was the main one.

Collected Poems

Collected Poems by Jeet Thayil. Open Preview See a Problem? Kyle rated it liked it Jan 18, Mehr Waheed rated it it was amazing Oct 22, The world is code, smoke signals the dead have left us to decipher, knowing we cannot.

SuyashJ rated it it was amazing Apr 23, It is usually a task left to others, preferably after the poet’s death. Sumirti Singaravel rated it really liked it May 23, I am fifty-five years old. Niemand kann deinem Einfluss entkommen.

‘Unhappiness is a kind of yoga…’: Five poems by Jeet Thayil

Full review on https: In Collected Poems, Thayil handles his poems with caution, with some kind of a restraint, it seems. Loading comments… Trouble loading? Jeet fold my hands, press your blessings to my head.