Professor of English, University of Winnipeg
email: u.parameswaran @ uwinnipeg . ca (remove spaces)
Trishanku is a cycle of poems consisting of about
fifteen voices that cumulatively reflect the first quarter century
of Indo-Canadian experience in Manitoba. Indians first came to
this province in the 1960s, and the voices depict the varied
landscapes of memory set against the prairie prsent, as the fledgling
community grows roots in a new soil. Nostalgia for the old homeland
commingles with an assertion that the prairie is indeed the new
homeland where continuity and change shall simultaneously shape
the Indo-Canadian ethos.
Jacket design by Leelavati Bagavant
Sons Must Die and OtherPlays
Also included in this volume are:
The cover graphic is symbolic of SACLIT itself in that the leaves of the bilva tree, rooted in India, are transformed into Canada's maple leaves.
SACLIT: An Introduction to South Asian Canadian Literature brings between the covers of one volume, Uma Parameswaran's critical essays written over ten years.
SACLIT Drama: Plays by South Asian Canadians is an anthology of plays by Sadhu Binning, Rana Bose, Uma Parameswaran and Rahul Varma.
Toronto South Asian Review, 1988.
A collection of poetry
The Perforated Sheet : Essays on Salman Rushdie's Art
Affiliated East-West Press (P) Ltd., Madras, 1988
a New Canon:Stitching Women's Words
Sister Vision Press, 1996. Uma Parameswaran: Editor.
But Green are the Boulevard Trees
Toronto South Asian Review, 1987.
A touching, unforgettable play set in Winnipeg in the early '70s.
A Dance Drama.
This drance drama was performed in Winnipeg in 1979.
A Dance Drama performed in Winnipeg in 1981.
Raji's Favorites - listed here since I'm doing the web pages!
This is one of my most favorite of my mother's poems. Prairie Gold, by Uma Parameswaran.
Maru and the Maple Leaf
A side-splitting collection of short stories guaranteed to make those around you wonder about you as you double over in laughter. The first glimpse of Maru that the public can get is found in the Award Winning Collection of Short Stories, What Was Always Hers.
Rootless But Green Are the Boulevard Trees
Written when I was just a lil one, I truly began to understand and marvel at this play only in my late teens.
How We Won Olympic Gold
This is one of the funniest short stories written of all time. My totally unbiased opinion!
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