Shiv K.Kumar



                        Shiv K.Kumar As A Poet of The Body, Not The Soul

BY:

Bijay Kant Dubey



Each weekend, before Sunday rituals

remind them of old commitments,

even gods play truant.

How long can the soul’s breath vanquish

the red flame?



Here the sculptor’s hands

have forged wanton patterns

witnessed by bird, got and priest

as in every cosmic gyre

the entire creation

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