Author: Santosh Kumar
Binding: Paperback (pp: 62)
ISBN: 81-901366-8-2 
Availability: In Stock (Ships within 1 to 2 days) 
Publisher: Cyberwit.net 
Pub. Date: 2006 
Condition: New  


 Description: The antiterrorist and peace poems included in Helicon by Santosh Kumar are full of the iridescent color of imagination and apt observation. Here we find visions of Peace and nonviolent approach to the problems. The poems reveal a simple force and chaste tenderness. Helicon is a book of poems for those who love Peace. Several poems are about the September 11 tragedy, Nuclear War, Chemical Weapons, Horrid Caverns, Lament for Terrorist attack, Missiles, The Ignorant Terrorist, The Wolf Invisible, Fanatics. The poet is Chief Editor of Taj Mahal Review. He has also edited fifteen World Poetry Anthologies, and four books of the World’s Great Short Stories. 

 

Dr. Santosh Kumar (b. 1946) is a poet, short-story writer and an editor from UP India; Head of the English Department in A.D. College, Allahabad; DPhil in English; Chief Editor of an international literary journal Taj Mahal Review; has published poetry in Indian Verse by Young Poets (1980), World Poetry (1995 & 1996), The Fabric of A Vision (2001), The Still Horizon (2002), The Golden Wings (2002), Voyages (2003), Symphonies (2003), New Pegasus (2004), Explorers (2004), Dwan (USA), Promise (Purple Rose Publications, USA), TMR 2002, 2003, 2004 & 2005). He has also edited fifteen World Poetry Anthologies, and four books of World’s Great Short Stories. With 40 years experience in teaching English Literature at the university-level, he is able to achieve such masterly poetic effects full of a singular beauty and rhythmical artistry. His wife and he married for nearly 35 years have two sons, one five-year old adorable grand daughter, and one-year old wonderful grandson.

 

Excerpt

LAMENT FOR TERRORIST ATTACK
by Santosh Kumar

This time air-borne violence
Corpses falling and falling
Was Devil torching the heavens?
Satan permeated, spread, prevailed, dictated
Demanding more blood
Just daybreak!
And the sky became dark
All withered!
All spent!
All burnt out!
The red blade of Terror’s dagger glinted
Life’s music died
Nothing was saved
As Black Tuesday witnessed countless bodies
Exploded and exploded
Can the heavens smile as usual?
Can dust ever settle?
We’ve let Holy Witness down
Help us, save us O Lord!
Terrified by infinite gloom
Stench, triviality, stress of Terror
Golden sunshine I find
In Prayer at Lord’s feet
This alone reveals hidden rapture and ecstasy.