Gopika Jadeja



Untitled Poem #1

“Is my love nothing for I’ve borne no children?” I’m with you, Sappho, in that anarchist land. – Agha Shahid Ali Move into a rented house in a foreign land and imagine that you are making a home. Tie a …

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Untitled Poem #2

I have heard that my mother’s nanabapu planted mango trees on his farm so that you could taste the the fruit from March to August. Such lush green in the Kutch desert. Walking on the land, you could travel from …

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I Have Seen Words | لفظ کو دیکھا ہے مَیں نے

Translated from the Urdu to the English by Gopika Jadeja I have seen words in the rain Retreating into the jute shelter In the queue for kerosene Withering in the eyes of Unhappy children. Standing empty stomach Drinking tea out …

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My Poetry | મારી કવિતા

Translated from the Gujarati to the English by Gopika Jadeja My poetry dressed in its dirty clothes poor like me still awaits acceptance from the silky pages of magazines Still seen thorough critical eyes Unseen Unheard it lies half conscious …

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Puppet | કઠપૂતળી

Translated from the Gujarati to the English by Gopika Jadeja Histories roar within me at orders from their fingertips A puppet, I dance on to fill the empty stomachs of my tribe I too have a story to tell Large …

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To Progress | આગલા વાદાઁ

Translated from the Dehwali to the English by Gopika Jadeja When I read my poetry In our language In the raga of my ancestors They look beneath my mouth Clap enthusiastically for a few moments But in order to understand …

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