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“The Daughters of the Hindu Kush” Nominated for Publication of the Year

A crowd sits in a circle and watches the justice being delivered.
There are many circles outside the circle invisible to our eyes.
She cannot escape.

OO:OO: A Tribute to Thích Nhất Hạnh by Kalpna Singh-Chitnis

Sitting in your veranda, in stillness, I hear the rain, the Tawny owl, and the Robins, somewhere in the trees, outside your hut. I know you are there…

My Poetry and Film Go to the Moon: Kalpna Singh-Chitnis

In the water of a silent river, I see my vision, in its depth and flow, I find the philosophy of my life. They inspires my creativity and the journey I share with others.

Sermon: A poem by Kalpna Singh-Chitnis, Nominated for the 2021 Pushcart Prize by the International Human Rights Art Festival Journal

If you hope to do anything for change/ write an epic or a tale in my name/ and teach it if you can, in every school on earth/ If you are a woman, tell my story to your sons./ If you are a man, tell it to your daughters./ If you are a preacher, teach it as a sermon to the believers.

The Divided State of America: What Can We Learn From It?

By Kalpna Singh-Chitnis …We must abstain from climbing that peak where only one side can prevail, and the other side refuses to go down without taking the other with it. If this happens, it will be detrimental to the United States. Four years ago, after the US Presidential election, I…

Coronavirus Preparedness: A Letter of Concern to the City of Irvine

March 15th, Irvine, California, USA. Dear Mayor Christina Shea, Vice Mayor Mike Carroll, and Councilmembers of the City of Irvine, My sincere thanks to you for the Irvine City Council Emergency Meeting on March 12th and taking the necessary steps to fight the Coronavirus threat in Irvine. I have read…

Genesis: A Poem by Kalpna Singh-Chitnis in The Agonist

Let the wolves tell your story to the moon/ and the lightening in the sky reveal/ the mystery of your origin./ Let it all happen/ when the night is somber, / and the world is fast asleep./ It’s going to rain on earth
for thousands of years after that.

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