I am not more into english poetry , I had only read few English poetry books , I was not able to understand this book completely but as far as I understood , this book consists of amazing rhyming words with deep meaning and powerful words , little tough to understand.

"Not the certainty
of stone, but grant me
the quiet logic
of rain,
of love,
of the simple calendars of my childhood
of saints aureoled by overripe lemons"

"I Speak for Those with Orange Lunch Boxes
I speak for those
with orange lunch boxes,
who play third tree
in an orchard of eight
in the annual school play,
who aren’t headgirls,
games captains, class monitors,
who watch other girls fight for the seesaw
from the far wall across the sand-pit,
who remember everyone’s lines
but their own,
who pelt after the school bus
their mother’s breakfasts still heaving
in their gut,
who still believe
there’ll be exams one day
they’ll be ready for,
Those with orange lunch boxes.
I speak for them."

When the book matches the vibe, or aligns with where I'm at, I give it all the stars. Arundhati's first few poems and last few poems in this collection have my heart. Hope to devour all her words in the future.

In 'When God is a Traveller', Subramaniam weaves metaphors, metaphors that are distinctly hers, into language that is simultaneously fluid and simple. Everydayness is woven as a metaphor rife with allusions to the deeper meanings of life. At first glance, the poems from this collection come across as beautiful but not oh-my-god-this-blew-my-mind-away. Not yet. But there is a vulnerability, an intimacy in this text which so exquisitely and slyly draws you in like a comfortable Ikat kurta until you are “drowning in verse” (to quote my friend Samprati).

Many readings of this award-winning text exist but they highlight the religious aspect of the text. While it undoubtedly adheres to a certain religious context, it differs widely in terms of the figures of the Hindu pantheon represented, that is, the ones within the text are not really the most popular of the Hindu gods. Moreover, what Subramaniam does is that she uses these figures but challenges the canonical religious stories through her representations, as can be observed in the poem ‘Benaras’, an underappreciated piece in my opinion. She tries to highlight the personal side of one’s religious beliefs, for instance in the poem ‘How Some Hindus Find Their Personal Gods’.

Finally, what especially stands out in Subramaniam’s poetry collection is the imagery. Even when the meaning of the poems eludes the reader, the meaning-making processes remain accessible through the vivid images constructed, which interact with each other to produce meaning. In this text, the meaning is created through the words as well as through the imagery. This gives it a subliminal quality of sorts.

All in all, a delightful read. The allusions of Hinduism do leave scope for criticism. However, I think the Hinduism in the text alludes to the Bhakti tradition, a countercultural movement to the canonical tradition. But oh, the words, the language, the imagery- they entrapped me, an unsuspecting reader and I have zero regrets.

Rating: 4/5