Most Read... Rebecca WattsThe Cult of the Noble Amateur
(PN Review 239)
John McAuliffeBill Manhire in Conversation with John McAuliffe
(PN Review 259)
Eavan BolandA Lyric Voice at Bay
(PN Review 121)
Patricia CraigVal Warner: A Reminiscence
(PN Review 259)
Vahni CapildeoOn Judging Prizes, & Reading More than Six Really Good Books
(PN Review 237)
Tim Parksin conversation with Natalia Ginzburg
(PN Review 49)
Next Issue Gwyneth Lewis ‘Spiderings’ Ian Thomson ‘Fires were started: Tallinn, 1944’ Adrian May ‘Traditionalism and Tradition’ Judith Herzberg ‘Poems’ translated by Margitt Helbert Horatio Morpurgo ‘What is a Book?’
Poems Articles Interviews Reports Reviews Contributors
PN Review 276
PN Review Substack

This poem is taken from PN Review 115, Volume 23 Number 5, May - June 1997.

Two Poems Sujata Bhatt

Point No Point

Why name a place Point No Point?

Does it mean we are nowhere
when we reach it?

Does it mean we lose our sense
of meaning, our sense of direction
when we stop at Point No Point?

Begin again, add
that it was the place we almost missed,
and then it was the place we returned to
        again and again
braking at the abrupt dirt road detour -

Hidden by trees, entangled
        in disagreements,
   we found shelter, a view -

Searching, please wait... animated waiting image