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Dr. Molly Joseph, Professor, Poet (Bilingual) from Kerala, with her Doctorate in Post war American Poetry has published twenty five books – 19 Books of Poems, two Novels (translation) two edited ones two Story books for Children., and two books (edited) She is one of the Directors of International Academy of Ethics and has edited “A Hand Book of Contemporary Ethics, ” and works for values, like global peace and togetherness.
She has won several national and International accolades and represents India at SAARC and FOSWAL Literature, Festivals/ Conferences. Widely anthologised, she believes in the power of the word and writes boldly on matters that deal with the contemporary. In poetry, She has developed an indigenous diction and typology that maps the contours of the contemporary
and has been applauded in the field of Experimental Poetry.
The mundane
…. …
Outside the heat
burns
leaves shrivelling up.
this summer
a hot furnace…
morning!
pasted smiles
chewed up chores
sugarless tea…
food plate insipid.
post sixty
posing health hazards
fading vision
aches predicated on fatigue…
petrol smelling a.c yed
car rides, musty air inside
sun’s glare peeping
through windows…
perfunctory medical
visits
clinical smelling corridors of wait,
consultation…
back, the tv channels
gorging on sensation, fights and political intrigue…
it cloys, it cloys…
only
the new born blossoms, braving the weather, waving in the wind
you breath in, the
existential cool…
the chatter of children
clinging to you
brings out smiles of innocent warmth…
@myna
Somewhere
… …..
Cutting across the shards of despair and gloom
the sky clears up slow,
hope augurs…
Somewhere
braving the bombing,
peeple rush in to grab the injured,
as saviours of rescue…
somewhere,
urgent conclaves set up,
to settle the war on bargained peace…
some where
people stand and hug around the tree, not allowing it to be cut, not allowing the hill to be razed…
somewhere sensible governments act, put the leash on corporate greed…
somewhere in Norweigian Labs, a Seed bank is set up
to save earth if it grows sans vegetation…
Somewhere scientists work on exploring an alternate earth…
somewhere
on river banks and ponds, frogs croak and croak…
poets, thinkers, writers, humanists, croak and croak for good sense to prevail…
Somewhere kindness oozes and drips,
when they at warfront, stop it for a day, hug each
and extend greetings. of the special day…
Hope not a far cry
the thunder and darkness
the precursor of an enlivening rain
about to fall…
@myna
