- A breathless counsel
- Advaita: the ultimate question
- Aftermath
- Aggression
- Amnesia, selective
- An angel meeting me
- Another paradise lost
- Apologies for living on
- Becoming a Brahmin
- Blackboard poems
- Cinquains
- Composition
- Deciphering a culture
- Ekalaivan
- Elegy to my first keyboard
- Evil spirits
- Excerpts from a study-guide
- Fire
- For sale
- Frenzied light
- Fuchsia shock
- He replaces poetry
- How they prostitute a poem
- Hymns of a hag
- If everything comes crashing down
- Inheritance
- Justice is . . .
- Last love letter
- Lines addressed to a warrior
- Love and war
- Maariamma
- Marijuana murdered him
- Mascara
- Meeting the prophetess
- Mohandas Karamchand
- Monologue
- Mulligatawny dreams
- My lover speaks of rape
- Narration
- Non-conversations with a lover
- Prayers
- Returning home
- Reverence :: Nuisance
- Sage in the cubicle
- Songs of summer
- Storming in tea-cups
- Sun in the mouth
- The flight of birds
- The gods wake up
- Their daughters
- Touch
- We real hot
- We will rebuild worlds
- When the God drank milk
- Whispered intimacies
- Why do the heroes die?
- Work is worship, or so they said. . .
- You don’t know if you are yielding or resisting
Poems by Meena Kandasamy
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