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    Everything Begins Elsewhere
    Everything Begins Elsewhere
    Everything Begins Elsewhere
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    Everything Begins Elsewhere

    By Tishani Doshi

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  • Tishani Doshi is a rising literary star in the UK and India, and her debut novel was enthusiastically supported by Salman Rushdie.

  • She has a very rich author website: www.tishanidoshi.com

  • In addition to writing poetry, Tishani Doshi is a columnist for The Hindo, as well as a professional dancer with the Chandralehka group.

  • Tishani Doshi's TED talk on "Slowness and Creativity" can be found here: http://tedxpalermo.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=110

  • Tishani Doshi was India's participant during the "Poetry Parnassus" event during the London Olympics. Here she reads one of her poems:
    http://ticketing.southbankcentre.co.uk/poetry-parnassus/poets/doshi-tishani

  • Tishani Doshi loves cricket and writes a blog entitled “Hit or Miss” on Cricinfo, a cricket-related website.

  • Tishani is half Welsh and half Gujarati; she describes her family as a “hybrid” and writes often about the experience growing up in a multicultural household.
    • LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCopper Canyon Press
    Release dateJul 8, 2013
    ISBN9781619321137
    Everything Begins Elsewhere
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    Tishani Doshi

    Tishani Doshi was born in Chennai. She is an award-winning poet, journalist, essayist and novelist. Doshi has published seven books of fiction and poetry, most recently Girls Are Coming Out of the Woods, which was shortlisted for the Ted Hughes Award 2018. She is the recipient of an Eric Gregory Award for Poetry, winner of the All-India Poetry Competition, and her first book, Countries of the Body, won the Forward Prize for Best First Collection in 2006. Her debut novel, The Pleasure Seekers, was shortlisted for the Hindu Literary Prize and longlisted for the Orange Prize and the International IMPAC Dublin Literary Award. Small Days and Nights was shortlisted for the Ondaatje Prize 2020. Doshi is also a professional dancer with the Chandralekha Troupe. She lives in Tamil Nadu, India, with her husband and three dogs. tishanidoshi.com

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      Everything Begins Elsewhere - Tishani Doshi

      I. Everything Begins

      Everything begins elsewhere, he knows that: dawn, Christmas, love, beauty, terror, the wind, the sky, the horizon, his own soul. It begins far in the woods, or out on some windy field by the sea. He wants to be there, not here; he wants to be where things begin, and he is so close, he is so near.

      JOHN BURNSIDE, A Lie About My Father

      Dog in the Valley

      Last night

      I heard a dog

      in the valley

      puncturing the hills

      with a sound

      from a long

      time ago.

      It was the sound

      of a man and woman

      falling out of love,

      the sound of a century

      caught in the dark.

      A deep-throated howl

      made under stars,

      made against death,

      insisting there are drums

      underground,

      cymbals in the clouds,

      a music that goes on and on

      because someone

      somewhere

      is listening.

      Ode to Drowning

      is it or is it not

      the cold monsoon

      bearing the shape

      of my dark lord,

      speaking of his cruelty,

      his going away?

      NAMMALVAR

      I.

      This is an ode

      to be sung

      in the latest hour of night

      when rain clouds

      have gathered

      over shingled roofs

      and blue-skinned gods

      with magical flutes

      seduce the virgins to dance

      For there can be no love

      without music

      No rain

      without peacocks

      perched

      in branches

      of sandalwood trees

      with plumes

      of angels

      and voices of thieves

      pleading for their loves

      to return

      II.

      If rain signals

      the lover’s return

      then I am lost

      in the desert

      burning

      like the brainfever bird

      looking for images of you

      through mesquite

      and teak

      because there’s no sign

      of you

      or what I know

      to be as you

      only clouds adrift

      in a vanquished sky

      like vines

      of throbbing arms

      and mouths

      drinking at the shore

      intoxicated

      with the night

      III.

      There are as many ways

      of yearning

      as there are ways for rain

      to fall

      slow

      incessant

      gentle

      squalling

      melancholy

      warm

      It’s that old idea

      of drowning

      in another to find the self

      the compliance

      that water gives in form

      and depth

      to something else

      But what if the humming bees

      are quiet

      and the garlands of jasmine

      have been laid out

      to dry

      How long to wait

      for everything to turn

      heavy with flower

      washed of dirt

      IV.

      It’s desire after all

      that spins us

      Demands to be praised

      as though it were new

      like the stillness

      before the first monsoon

      when the hymen

      of the earth

      is torn into

      and the brazen smell

      of damp

      fills the air

      Must there be surprise

      after we’ve thundered

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