Poetry Selections


Publisher: Footsteps Press
ISBN: 9781908867339
Number of pages: 330
Language: English
The poet Shänne Sands worked on 5 selections of her work before she died in 2021. Choosing the titles and editing from memory these selections are the only poems of this excellent poet published in her lifetime.
The covers were made by Kevin Reilly in his bookbinding workshop and are scans of the half-leather bound volumes from 1998










Reviews
I do like William Butler Yeats, but I find Sands’ poems speak more than Yeats to today’s world. I hear the voice of Emily Dickinson, but the imagery is more of what society can respond to and understand in their bones. I think sheer has the voice of Dickinson but better, and also the loaded details of a T.S. Eliot. Although Yeats is a favorite of mine, and I enjoy teaching him, he is a bit out there with his gyre and allusiveness and devotion to Dublin. Sands is here and now in her poetry, and her imagery and diction resonate like lightning throughout the senses. She is a master of tone and as gritty as sand as the words awaken the dullness of our senses and make us feel the world about us, its sadness, its joys, death and life.
Professor Butler Brewton (emeritus)
Bombay City of Sandals


Publisher: Footsteps Press
ISBN: 9781908867018
Number of pages: 204
Dimensions: 216 x 140 x 13 mm
Weight: 243 g
Language: English
Indian Book Reviews
Poetic travel writing. A smattering of history and culture. People’s lives observed from far and near. Homes and families explored from within and without. All these make up Shänne Sands’s Bombay-A City of Sandals. I didn’t have to move beyond the first few lines of the book to guess that the author must be a poet. And, I was right! A student of English drama and literature, Sands is a poet and writer, now based in the U.K.
Part-memoir, part-travel is what I’d call her book, published first in 1982. Yes, there are some things that, seen through the eyes of the Indian living in India, seem to be condescending in the book. But we can’t really blame the westerners for using that tone in literature – especially because some events, rituals and cultural norms are beyond their understanding. Even something as normal as seeing scores of cows on roadsides and streets, for us, is unnerving for a westerner who’s not used to it. Apart from that, this book is one of the best travel books I’ve read.
In a manner only a poet could, Sands recreates Bombay in our eyes and minds by using sensory, visual and audio words, helping the image to stay, much after you’ve finished the book.
Saris twirl past old, narrow streets. Streets alive with cockroaches and huge black rats that procreate themselves almost as fast as the swarming flies around the heaps of stale dung, left in odd corners. …After the rains, when the streets are still moist, images of Ganesa made of clay and brightly painted are paraded through the streets. It is a laughing, happy festival and the Great Mother still sprouts fresh green grass from the red earth.
Sands captures the lives of people from across castes, religions and ethnicity. People who were born in Bombay and those who made it their home much late in life. She talks about the lively Hindu festivals, ornate Muslim palaces, Parsi houses and cuisine, Anglo Indian men and women, Jesuit priests, tribal women, fakirs and monks, village folk, prostitutes, dabha-wallahs, street urchins, and more. Her first wedding to a rich Parsi, and then her travel by ship to U.K. and back, and then another wedding in Bombay… all make for great reading. There are so many details that come through in her work that even people who’ve been living in Bombay for years will be surprised to come across.
Once more the fishing dhows with bright red sails dot the Arabian Sea like sea flowering poinsettias… city of marigold, city of sunsets, of servants’ gossip and annual rains. Of paan eating and betel nut spitting peoples… of reclaimed muddy islands, of funeral pyres, and glossy expensive hotels.
The author is truly enchanted with Bombay, with India, and promises to return to the loving embrace of the Great Amma


During the 1950s Shänne Sands lived between England and India. This evocative, beautifully written prose work by the poet, brings gods to life, populates streets with breath and takes you into the world of many religions wandering their path on unsteady legs through the vibrant seasons and the reasons people give for living.




An orthodox Jewish immigrant family from Russia. A settled Jewish immigrant family of market vendors originally from Spain. Lives that converge. A country that does not recognise their rules. A sadness so deep it becomes a tragedy. A young man is branded a criminal for trying to feed his parents and a young woman falls in a love that will never bring her happiness.
A book about women, passion, tradition, and family. Shänne Sands brings to life two families and their struggles with love, war, injustice and crime.
