To think of Magadh only as a poetry collection would be a gross underestimation of the ambition and seething rage of Shrikant Verma’s poetry. In their simple yet sharp rendition into English by Rahul Soni, these poems look like plain, unadorned ruminations about Magadh and the other Mahajanapadas around it. For such monarchies to survive, he argues, dissolution of thought …
