Born in Mauritius in 1977, Vatsala Radhakeesoon is the author of various poetry books and an experimental abstract artist.
She started writing poems in English at the age of 14 and kept on expanding her poetic skills in other languages such as French, Mauritian Kreol and Hindi.
Vatsala Radhakeesoon is one of the representatives of Immagine and Poesia, an Italy based literary movement uniting artists and poets’ works. She has been selected as one of the poets for Guido Gozzano Poetry contest from 2016 to 2019. Her haiku book Tropical Temporariness has also been nominated for University of North Texas (UNT) Rilke prize 2020 .At the age of 41 in 2019 Vatsala started abstract painting and considers this as a miraculous turning point in her life.
Vatsala Radhakeesoon currently lives at Rose-Hill, Mauritius and her day job is that of a literary translator. She is also one of the interview editors of the bi-annual online journal,
Some of her books are available on her Amazon author page on the following link:
Yesterday and Today
Where have those days gone when dreamily I could look up at the day sky and from all angles let the sunlight fall on my face? Where have those days gone when I could freely breathe the greenness of the island’s air? Where have those days gone when in blue jeans all carefree I could walk on the town’s streets and greet dear friends in spontaneous hugs – an act rather culturally labelled humane? Now I gasp for air as obstructed is my nose by some strange getting- used –to- wear The Pandemic Fashion, they call it So I walk hastily on the streets No time to linger with endless blue No shaking of hands, no embrace as social alienation tunes its whip I hide my smile, my grin my laughter, my misery behind a non-allergic mask – my only shield against hovering death My poetic mind wanders down some distant hill then wonders “ Can they read my eyes behind dark sunglasses?”
Bird of History
On the beach lazed a Dodo sipping coconut water in the tropical style I thought it was a soft toy, some game, some pranks of children on summer holidays But the Dodo stared at me “Come here!” He shouted “Hello! Why me?” I asked, “I have no business with you “Ha, Ha, Ha”, his laughter echoed “You were extinct years ago” I emphasized “Extinct!” He exclaimed, “Extinction is lame perception” “Are you alive?” I asked “I’m back to my claimed land,” he replied “Create, create” he ordered Swirled, swirled some sky blue light around me My eyes opened wide On my canvas vividly danced colours from blending brushes.