A poem for Rourkela


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At Dusk, I Drink A Town

 

Time is a Bougainvillea sneaking over the roof
of a silent house where a lost child comes to sleep
fed on drops from a leaky steel pipe
that keeps count now that the clocks are still

Over the Koel, an enormous moon waits with its cat-paw
to etch on quiet waters, once the skinny-dipping memories
of scattered children have gone to roost in their adult imprints

A flame flickers in matchbox homes, the divine takes over
while the night makes love
Little hands calligraph growing pains onto lined sheets
Rickshaw pullers thrust down in long, slow strokes
getting themselves to waiting wives and bottles
Milkmen holler at roaming buffaloes to come home
and I respond instinctively though my window is blinded
and the cacophony of growing up has ripped my eardrums

I see a river grow green oars in a night of ripe mulberries,
Japanese dolls nodding and moss erupting over water tanks
The soft brown earth slips through my jamun-hued fingers
Bangled hands and clangs of rolling ingots play a jugalbandi
Enough! My dawn too will wear a sheen of iron
like the gold-streaked blast furnaces
and a black Kalahari summer sucking the Koel’s breast dry

I shake the bough of pink blossoms nearest to me
The town condenses into a large, wet rain drop
and lands on my parched tongue
©Reena Prasad

This poem won the 2nd prize at the World Union Of Poets WUP Poetry Competition 2016.

“WORLD UNION OF POETS CELEBRATES THE POWER OF POETRY”


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Humbling to have my poem judged as first runner up at the World Union Of Poets Competition 2016. My gratitude and thanks to honourable jury members and to ALL the winners!
Thank you Dr. Ampat Koshy and all my friends in The Significant League who have showered me with wishes and congratulatory messages and have always supported me even during my long absences from the group and FB.

“The WUP organized several events to celebrate the WUP Day, as it is lovingly called. The most eagerly fought and waited for is the WORLD UNION OF POETS PRIZE 2016. Dr. J.S. Anand from India, Ambassador of the WUP and General Director, was appointed the President of the Jury. Other Hon’ble Members of the Jury included International Directors of the WUP Dr. Maria Miraglia, [Italy] Sh. Ashok K. Bhargava [Canada], Dr. Muhammad Shanazar, [Pakistan], Dr. Roghayeh Farsi [Iran] and Dr. George Onsy,[Egypt]. The result of this contest in which around 100 poets from across the world participated, was declared today:
1) ABEGUNDE SUNDAY OLAOLUWA (WINNER OF THE “WORLD UNION OF  POETS PRIZE 2016)
2) REENA PRASAD (2° PLACE);
3) MARIBELLA GENOVA (3° PLACE);
4) CAROLINE NAZARENO – GABIS (4° PLACE);
5) DEEPA CHANDRAN RAM [5th Place].”

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“WORLD UNION OF POETS CELEBRATES THE POWER OF POETRY: AIMS TO BRING A REVOLUTION IN THE CONSCIOUSNESS OF TIME.   Dr. J.S. Anand, from India, Ambassador of WUP, and General Directo…

Source: “WORLD UNION OF POETS CELEBRATES THE POWER OF POETRY: AIMS TO BRING A REVOLUTION IN THE CONSCIOUSNESS OF TIME. / Issued by: Dr. J.S. ANAND, AMBASSADOR AND GENERAL DIRECTOR WUP

Poetry and Keralite Writing in English – 1 – Learning and Creativity


An absorbing article, not only because I figure in it but because of the depth of analysis and a rational, comprehensive look at the chaotic scenario of Indians (with focus on Keralites) writing and trying to write in English today. With a sense of blessedness and deepest gratitude, I thank Dr Ampat Koshy for the article, mention, for the poem and link(Autumn resurrected) and for his guidance and encouragement that has been vital to my writing always. Looking forward to the next one with unbridled enthusiasm!

Poetry and Keralite Writing in English – 1 – Learning and Creativity.

ICOP : ROLL OF HONOUR | Destiny Poets


ICOP : ROLL OF HONOUR | Destiny Poets.
“”A great start to the new year 2015″”
Thank you Louis Kasatkin and Destiny Poets, UK for selecting me as I.C.O.P Poet of the Year 2014. My gratitude to everyone in this great group and to all my friends especially Louis Kasatkin and my fellow poets who have always encouraged good poetry and writing by commenting and giving feedback on all the poems and other writings posted on this site. It is no easy task to keep such a large and active group motivated, even more so to keep tabs on and leave feedback for all the posts pouring in and astounding that such a list of honour can be compiled year after year. My pleasure to belong to this community of earnest and talented poets. Congratulations to every poet in all the three categories of the award!! Very happy to be here among good friends and great poets.

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We are pleased to announce the names of the Winners and of those Highly Commended in our Annual International Community of Poets’ Awards ,now in their third year.
The three Awards Categories are ,for ; ICOP Poet of the Year ; ICOP Poem of the Year ; ICOP Faith-Centred Poet of the Year. Each of the Categories is listed thus,firstly the name of the Winner followed by the names of the Highly Commended tabulated alphabetically.

I.C.O.P. Poet of the Year 2014 :- **** WINNER :- Reena Prasad ****
*** HIGHLY COMMENDED **** are …** Rahul Aithal **….** Witty Fay **….** Iulia Gherghei **….** Ampat Koshy **….** Gopal Lahiri **….** Joel Ogunjimi **….** Jan Christian Sorensen **….** Nalini Srivastava **….** Neetu Wali **….

I.C.O.P. Poem of the Year 2014 :- **** WINNER :- Autism – Neetu Wali ****
**** HIGHLY COMMENDED **** are… ** Blank Diary – Maaya Dev **….** Fakery – Reena Prasad **….** Golden – Witty Fay **….** Not This Song Never – Marieta Maglas **….** (The) Picture – Sana Rose **…..** Seashell – Rahul Aithal **….** Weighed Against the Ashes and the Tears – Keith Wallis **….** Wild Meadows – Sunita Prasad **….** 1947 – Sarita Jenamani **….

I.C.O.P. Faith-Centred Poet of the Year 2014 :- **** WINNER :- Keith Wallis ****
**** HIGHL:Y COMMENDED **** are…. ** Elizabeth Esguerra Castillo **….** Maaya Dev **….** Elizabeth Hexberg **….** Jan Phillips **….** Tapeshwar Prasad **….** Ramesh Rai **….** Shamsner Singh **….** Lata Tewari **…** Sharon Elizabeth Walker **…..

Louis Kasatkin , Founder & Editorial Administrator

Monday , 5 January 2015 .

“Autumn resurrected” read by Michele Baron


Michele Baron, Fulbright Scholar, author, artist, researcher, musician and social innovator reads my poem ‘Autumn Resurrected’. It is beautifully done and the artwork by her is amazingly delicate and I am totally in awe of her talents. A very thrilling experience for me and Michele’s lovely rendering gives another dimension to my poem. Thank you Michele and Ampat Koshy for making this happen.

Autumn resurrected

The path turned away from the bustle of life
We halted, finally alone with the tall trees
The floor, a striped carpet of sun and shade
Around us an orange rain of leaves
You kissed my hands, gently pushed me down
A replay of a younger season
In your dark eyes, a scented image lurked
Of green mangoes and silver-belled strings

I want this scene to break its waters
even if it leaves me irrevocably broken
So there I am under the tall trees
caressed by a vagrant breeze
but it seems this you cannot bear
You are on your knees shoveling furiously
till the assonance of twin coral-crested baubles
beneath a leaf-bejeweled corset
dissolves your peace

I stretch and fill my autumn grave
Deliriously content to be slaughtered
by skin, breath and unrestrained vigor
my back cushioned by purple heather
A delicate conspiracy of creation
murmuring its delight in my ears

That was then

Not long now
before you join me under the forest floor
A space waits alongside my imprints
A space to which I sometimes flee
to make sure you haven’t reached
before my time is breeched

Our spring has spilled over several seasons
I am a wistful bloom minus her green sepals
You juggle wildfires-a defiant breeze
whenever we meet
I try to hold on to my cast-off skins
But you devour each one, my fanged king
leaving me bare
A tree birthing itself
every autumn.

© Reena Prasad, 2014, a poem that appeared in Brian Wrixon’s Autumn anthology