Mitali Chakravarty

Mitali Chakravarty has two books of poems, Flight of Angsana Oriole (2023, Hawakal Publishers, India) and Cities, Nomads and Rocks (2024, Gibbon Moon, UK).

Diamanté

I jump from ship to ship, / fly dangling from the claws  of a huge bird in the sky / till my toes scrape mountain-tips. 

3m ago

Of dewdrops and grit

‘Shabnam’ is a dewdrop in Persian. Shabnam (1960) is the name of Syed Mujtaba Ali’s passionate love story that stretches beyond the history of nearly a century ago.

6m ago

The flute player

“I sing the song of equality– Of a country where fresh joy blossoms in every heart

11m ago

Let me be free

Let me be free. Let me be free 

1y ago

London cabs, jams and kinship

London, once the centre of the empire where the sun never set, dates back to prehistory with evidence of structures from Mesolithic times.

1y ago

When fiction challenges communalism

A journey that shreds castes and creeds to heal the self-esteem of a woman.

2y ago

Words of Love

Thoughts of a devoted poet

2y ago
September 3, 2022
September 3, 2022

Two Poems

If sunflowers shone in the sky and clouds floated in lakes,

August 4, 2022
August 4, 2022

Creation

A brief history of the creation in verse.

June 4, 2022
June 4, 2022

Waves

Peach seas murmur with the colours of the setting sun. There are no peach trees here — only

April 16, 2022
April 16, 2022

“In the sky of knowledge, there are no borders”

“Today it seems to me that every festival in Santiniketan offered homage to the seasons in some form or other… Much later I learnt that the festivals of Santhals and other Adivasis are the expressions of respect for farming and forest life. There are forms of nature worship based on an advantage of the earth as a primal mother.”

November 27, 2021
November 27, 2021

Embroidery

Pink cherry blossoms, 

June 26, 2021
June 26, 2021

Anointing with Love

Listen to the swish of the waves. Feel the breeze whisper caresses. See the mangroves stretch

June 26, 2021
June 26, 2021

A prayer

What is the sadness that with

June 26, 2021
June 26, 2021

To Bahadur Shah Zafar

The Emperor wrote a lonely note. In exile, he wept for a grave in his Native land. Colonials

April 24, 2021
April 24, 2021

Aubade

Each night, the sea with the moon croons a lullaby.

April 3, 2021
April 3, 2021

Unrest —

And then it rained flowers, then it rained flowers emptying the trees.