Only two verses survive under her name, yet they are enough to place this poetess among Sanskrit literature’s finest voices on the ache of separation: a life almost entirely unknown, preserved in two shlokas of startling emotional precision.
Four surviving shlokas are all that remain of this thirteenth-century poetess, each a small, perfect study of devotion and longing, proof that a poet’s stature was never measured by volume.
A portrait of a seventh-century Kashmiri poetess whose name may have been either mockery or armor. She was a scholar, a wit, and the author of some of Sanskrit literature’s sharpest and most tender verses on love and misfortune.