Shailendra Sakar


Searching images
of Himal’s shadow spreading
in the icy depths of the Pacific Ocean
on the steps of escalators
recalling Lisno, the ladders
dug in scented tree trunks,
recalling hillside courtyards,
resting-plinths,  mule path
hearts shattered here
in slow sledges there

Having saved my body
from a sky aflame
piece by piece
never to be extinguished fire
like an indomitable warrior
in the city making analogies,
parallels of  Dharara ,  Ghantagarh tower
for now postponing a desire
to spend a life there
in a secret chamber of my hear
I came back

Having encaged the free sky
of the mighty  Continent
in a tiny briefcase
I came back,
to languish here, in a corner of
a divided, famished sky

Having discovered an ocean
having tied a complete world
in a laptop or ipad
all set to start my G search
of old acquaintances, older faces,
to keep looking
into the glistening mirrors of Himal,
like an old wind, I returned,
like sightings of  familiar  faces,
I came back to this land
of my forgotten hungers.

Translated from the Nepali by Yuyutsu Sharma


Constitution isn’t some book’s name,
nor is it a fresh weapon from some nuclear arsenal 

a blue stretch of a sky
a bird’s exuberant attempt to fly

a cry of a gurgling brook
a prism of some jubilant vision

Or is it some plastic plaything?

The questions like the Monsoon
showers are battering plains of our mind.

Tell me which manual of mantras
which fragment of a blue sky

which network
of some novel app  would you distribute?

Do you know it isn’t name of
a new chocolate bar advertised by some agency.

A constitution is a nation’s youth,
it’s a tumultuous brook and its quaking banks.

It’s an idea, an outlook, a vision:
a boat and its continuous journey.

Don’t tell me it’s just a book,
it’s loaf of bread,
it’s  a sun,
a sky and its blue dream.

Translated from the Nepali by Yuyutsu Sharma

Shailendra Sakar

Born in remote Bhojpur district of Eastern Nepal, Shailendra Sakar was educated at Tribhuwan University and has published over a dozen books of poetry and short stories. He launched several literary movements like Movement of Discarded Communities and Boot Polish Movement to oppose the cruel formalities of Panchayat Regime. After the 1990 Democratic Revolution, he brought out his famous book, Sarpaharu Geet Sundainen (Serpents do not Listen to Songs). The book was published by Nirala, New Delhi. He also launched with Yuyutsu Sharma, Kathya Kayakalpa (Content Metamorphosis), a literary movement to transform concept of content in the contemporary Nepali poetry. He lived in Kathmandu.