Uddipana Goswami

Saving Blues Photo : Nitoo Das

Saving Blues
Photo : Nitoo Das

The old man river – Burha Luit, Brahmaputra – is my soul. I am him, he is in me.

He taught me about the breadth of love by the way he embraces and enriches all on his way.

He showed me the depths of humility, flowing as he did so calmly above the turbulent undercurrents.

He led me along the lengths of fortitude. He said to me: We do all of us have to run the course, despite all that dam our direction.

And he moulded my mind along his length, breath and depth.

But he, my old man river, did too instil in me the righteous rage to face the torrential rains that tear at my breasts ever so often.

Sometimes I wonder if he shouldn’t have been an old woman.


This issue of the Northeast Review is dedicated to the Mighty Brahmaputra. Sumana Roy has more on the Red River. Meanwhile, our search for young writers continues in Moina Mel.

In keeping with the eclectic approach that we like to bring our readers, we are also proud to announce the publication of a three-part series by Neville Maxwell on Katherine Mayo and her Mother India. This issue of NER carries the first of the three. We like to look at it as the prelude to our next issue focusing on women writers and their many concerns.

In our regular features, we have an essay by Rini Barman focusing on poetry from northeastern India; fiction by Mildred K Barya and Vineetha Mokkil; poetry in three voices; and reviews of some very interesting books.

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One response to “OLD MAN RIVER

  1. Divya

    Wonderful poem

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