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We read poetry. In parks. See https://www.youtube.com/@PoetryInParks for past meets and https://zigzackly.blogspot.com/2024/01/poetry-in-parks.html for more. We’re also on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/poetry.in.parks Account managed by PG and L.
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Heaven Looks Like Us: An Evening of Palestinian Poetry 🇵🇸 Join @intifadabatata.bsky.social, @noorhindi.bsky.social, and contributors to the new Palestinian poetry anthology Heaven Looks Like Us for a virtual reading in commemoration of Nakba Day. RSVP to join: www.tickettailor.com/events/hayma...

It’s business as usual as the trees fall The roofs cave in and the sewers burst. Take no notice, you in your towers Where the light gentles all storms. ~ First Deluge Of The Season, by Sampurna Chattarji (read by @mumbaipaused.bsky.social) #poetryinparks #poem #pausaala #powergela

Some pictures from our Panvel meet coming up.

Come join us in Panvel today!

At the TGP Sessions, we’re doing an open gallery — like an open mic, but for visual artists — and want to feature artists at the early stages of their careers and dedicated amateurs too. Please help us reach more people? thegoaproject.wordpress.com/2025/04/18/s...

Monday, 28th. Come. Register on the spot.

Poetry-loving folx in the MMR, come join us?

I genuinely wasn't prepared for how deeply moving it is to see someone recite your poem. Thank you for such a beautiful recital L!!

You can read my poem "A bildungsroman" along with some really stellar work in @lastsyllablelit.bsky.social today!! Sooooo excited and honored to be in such good company. Can't thank the editors and readers at Last Syllable enough 💖💖💖

It’s time! Last Syllable Issue 4 is officially LIVE! 🚨 Dive into a stunning collection of poetry, prose, and ideas that linger beyond the final word. Read, reflect, and revel in the artistry. ✨ Explore the issue now: lastsyllablelit.com/issue-iv. #LastSyllable #NewIssue #LiteraryMagazine

We are the same, this land and I - Wilfully ignorant of being at the risk of being burnt down by an inferno of logged water. ~ A bildungsroman by @chamelea.bsky.social #poetryinparks #poem youtu.be/wv694kGqHxE

It is the International Day of the Book. Quote this post with a picture of the last book of poetry you bought or read.

Our 18th meet is in a Panvel park on 3 May. To get the map location, calendar invitation, and suggested theme, please write to us at poetry.in.parks.nm @ gmail.

I’ve walked there picking mushrooms at the edge of dread, but don’t be fooled this isn’t a Russian poem, this is not somewhere else but here, our country moving closer to its own truth and dread, its own ways of making people disappear. COUGH murica COUGH

For Earth Day, here are some readings from our archives of poems with an environmental theme.

Comrade of decades Annie Zaidi has a new book out. The Bombay launch event is this coming Monday. Free, but prior registration is required. www.litlive.in/literature-l...

and sailing that ocean prisoners are making journeys around the world in the boats of their minds in the bleak desert of a prison - A Seasonal Poem from the Police Custody, by Namdeo Dhasal read by Sampurna Chattarji youtu.be/nBoAmXV0ZtE #poetryinparks #poem

If you are interested in poetry events in the Mumbai Metropolitan Region, friends and I have started a WhatsApp Channel* whatsapp.com/channel/0029... There is nothing listed there yet, but we will start soon.

With a flood of water she has blanketed that terrible inferno of hunger She has doused the blaze sufficiently with the unfathomable depths of a single desperation - The Hunger for Justice and the Water of Desperation by Manju Kanchuli Read by @ideasmithy.bsky.social #poetryinparks #poem #poetry

When I Die by Nikki Giovanni when i die i hope no one who ever hurt me cries & if they cry i hope their eyes fall out & a million maggots that had made up their brains crawl from the empty holes & devour the flesh that covered the evil that passed itself off as a person that i probably tried to love

There’s a moment when I look at you, and no speech is left in me, my tongue breaks then fire races under my skin and I tremble and grow pale, for I am dying of such love or so it seems to me. - Sappho

Self-Portrait I resemble everyone but myself, and sometimes see in shop-windows despite the well-known laws of optics. the portrait of a stranger, date unknown, often signed in a corner by my father. - A. K. Ramanujan