The Poet / Ritwik Chaudhary

The mind, the world – a subject, Of the thought,

In my great hour I sing,

I feel the shade,

The music of the bells, And through the stems,

The wind moves and makes, The circle of the thing, Which beyond me,

Lies like a heaven, Beyond Earth,

The birds of the mind and This world,

Float beyond me.




Ritwik is a writer and actor. He has acted in a couple of plays, and has been published in the journals Kitaab, Countercurrents, Zeno Press Magazine, RIC Journal, and Indian Ruminations, as well as an anthology ‘A Map Called Home’ published by Kitaab. He is the untitled equivalent of a human.

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