I Keep Vigil of Rudra: The Vachanas

One of the only collections of Vachana poetry in translation—a must read for all poetry lovers. Here I come a ferryman without a body To the great flowing river. If you pay the price– Your mind That grasps and lets go I shall take you across” Vachana poetry in Kannada literature attained its zenith in the twelfth century. Passionate intensely personal and ahead of their times these free-verse poems speak eloquently of the futility of formal learning the vanity of wealth and the evils of social d...See More