"On n'est pas dans le futurisme, mais dans un drame bourgeois ou un thriller atmosphérique"
On the branches of these wild plants Some words occasionally sprout But never a full poem . . .' One of the country's best-loved poets and lyricists, Gulzar is renowned for his inimitable way of seeing things, his witty expressions, his quirky turns of phrase. All these creative talents come into play in delightful, unexpected ways in his new bilingual collection Green Poems, which celebrates his innate connection with nature.
Gulzar writes about rivers, forests, mountains; snow, rain, clouds; the sky, the earth and space; a familiar tree, a disused well; Kullu, Manali, Chamba, Thimpu. Like glimpses of nature, the poems are often short, an image captured in a few words. And sometimes the image gives rise to a striking thought: 'When I pass through the forest I feel my ancestors are around me . . .' For those new to Gulzar's work as well as his many fans, Green Poems will prove to be a true joy.
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