“A crescendo / pushing over the surface / for birth / & utterance / for red / to scatter over fields / like diphthongs / preserved with symphony notes / for earth.” EarthFieldsBirthRedSimileSymphonyCrescendoOdeFor My FatherDiphthongs Author:Sneha Subramanian Kanta
“The smallest part of your brain / is where something holy / resides:...” PoetryPoemHolyRedMetaphorInterdisciplinaryFor My FatherResidesSmallest Part Of Your Brain Author:Sneha Subramanian Kanta
“a combination of all childhood memory / fields of / rice / sugarcane / wheat / barley / cows & buffaloes tilling soil / the red light / of dawn / and tomato plants...” FieldsRedCowsRiceWheatChildhood MemoryBarleyFor My FatherSugarcaneBuffaloes Author:Sneha Subramanian Kanta