by Gopikrishnan Kottoor
Why dear, I ask her.
In my mind, somebody fallen in love
Has been jilted.
But things are simpler.
‘Her parents had strange diseases…..’
That baffles me.
I think of AIDS, of nothing in particular,
But drift to the silent body
Of a young girl, and her puberty,
Laid among the freshly done roses.
Don’t lose focus dear, I tell her,
And end the conversation with a telephone kiss.
Back in my mind, a young girl,
The poison she ran to,
Lips gone cold, on thresholds of beauty,
And a mind cut inside salted flesh,
Baked in sprouting alphabets of love.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Born (1956), Trivandrum, Kerala, India., Winner, All India Poetry Prizes, Poetry Society, India-British Council Awards (96, 97, 98), and other leading poetry prizes. Poetry published in Ariel (Canada), Orbis (UK), Nth Position (UK), Bluefifth Review (UK), Toronto Review (Canada), The Illustrated Weekly of India, Kavya Bharati (India), Fulcrum (USA), Verse, Seattle, (USA), Indian Literature, Arabesque Review, Plaza (Japan), Chandrabhaga (India), and others. Founder editor, Poetry Chain. Participant, MFA, Texas state University, (2000) Poet in Residence, Augsburg University, Germany (2004). Important works : Poetry : Father, Wake Us In Passing, (German Translation, Wolfgang Heyder) A Buchenwald Diary, Mother Sonata, Victoria Terminus, Poems Selected and New (2010). The Coloured Yolk of Love (2012). Drama: Fire In The Soul The Mask of Death. Novel : A Bridge Over Karma (Novel). Poetry included in The Bloodaxe book of Contemporary Indian Poetry In English, The Golden Jubilee Anthology of Post Independence Indian poetry In English, and Poetry Society, India anthologies.
Last updated April 02, 2012