Laure Cambau is a poet and a pianist, as well as an author of stories for children and of song lyrics. She has published nine collections of poetry.
Laure Cambau is a poet and a pianist, as well as an author of stories for children and of song lyrics. She has published nine collections of poetry.
After nine months, Anim was born. The baby was dark-skinned, alert. Robust. With jet-black eyes and a thick mop of curly hair. Aadit’s and Sajani’s happiness knew no bounds.
This work starts the important journey of examining Indian SF from multiple angles and will inspire many chroniclers and SF enthusiasts to take this research further.
The sky asked the river
‘How do I look?’
She suddenly sat bolt upright, pointed to a corner and screamed, “Look Khadu, look at that hideous black cat glaring at me. Drive it away, I am scared stiff!” The visitors were shocked no end.
The masks are visible now as my lines draw the patterns. Visible are the motifs.
One of them had started for Venice, Italy. Marco Polo, the wanderer, on his way back to Venice, had arrived in a new country. So began this world-travelogue.
One day, a virus-infected patient came to the buffalo in the middle of the night. Hugging the beast, he started wailing. He begged the buffalo to take his disease.
All dishevelled, she comes through the woods along the path joining her house to ours, brandishing a newspaper and shouting, cholera! cholera! And indeed the front page announces three or four cases in Naples, maybe even ten – along with mussels, vibrio bacteria, panic.
A solid poetry, with an effective command of language; always disturbing and sometimes nightmarish, but not without humor, it places the Chilean poet Mario Meléndez on the front line of his generation.