Chandramohan S is a poet of responsibilities. He writes not to please but to revolutionize the thought processes of millions of people. A sailor who knows the art of rescuing the sinking ship of humanity, his poems thrives hard against the narrow walls of caste, class and power politics.
His reason for writing poetry is striking:
They ask me why do you write poems?/ I write poems – people have the right to bear arms./ They ask me what new artillery I had invented? / Heckler poems – dynamite at election rallies. (p. 48, Letters to Namdeo Dhasal)
In his recently published book, Letters to Namdeo Dhasal, Chandramohan has attempted to bring into focus many fiery issues related to the dalits, tribals and women as well. He did not miss the opportunity to document the incidents which recently shook the nation and in the meantime certain incidents which did not even make any mention in our busy lives.
His hard hammering poem, ‘Killing Shambuka’ draws its inspiration from the recently attempted suicides in the institutions of higher education in India, specifically from the scathing case of Rohith Vermula. He writes:
Jim Crow segregated hostel rooms, / Ceiling fans bear a strange fruit, / Blood on books and blood on papers, / A black body swinging in mute silence, / Strange fruit hanging from tridents. (p. 4 LTND)
Chandramohan, in his book, makes another discerning remark through his piece ‘The Rape and Murder of a Tribal Girl’. He cribs about the fact, that:
No newspaper carried a headline or a photo feature, / No youth were roused to protests, / No city’s life came to a standstill, / No furore in the parliament, / No nation’s conscience was haunted, / No Prime Minister addressed the nation, / No TV channel discussions, / No police officials were transferred or suspended, / No candle light marches, / No billion women rising, / A tribal girl was raped and murdered. (p. 41, LTND)
The facts which this valiant poet contemplates and communicates are scary. It projects the very fact of our society where we live in, which has been behaving like a blood-thirsty, two- edged sword; either you fall on it, or it will drop on you.
The language of Chandramohan is pinching, all around this book. He carries the confronting tone perfused with the tenor of molten lava in almost every poem.
About Chandramohan S
S. Chandramohan is an English poet based in India. His poems reflect the socio-political struggles of the marginalized, the working class and the nomadic outcasts of the world who are victimized and then forgotten as nation’s clash and wage relentless wars. His work has been profiled in New Asia Writing, Mascara Literary Review and About Place Journal, Counter-Punch Poetry, Thump Print Magazine, The Sentinel, etc. His first book Warscape Verses was published by Authors Press in the year 2014.
Varsha Singh, Managing Editor, Reviews
Varsha is a Doctorate degree holder in English Literature, an Independent Researcher, Poet, Translator, Editor, Reviewer and Blogger from Jharkhand. She writes in English and Hindi.