Alan Patrick Trevor- A fantastic poet has written a stunner of a poem and made an apt and well deserved dedication to our one and only Niamh Clune of Plum Tree Books. Do read and enjoy some excellent, mind-blowing poetry ! A fiery storm in the poetry world is Alan! Presenting his poem “Oh Elephant Be Chains” and wishing both these friends of mine every success.
” Selling the sky” by Chandrakanth Sheth is the poem I chose to highlight in my article at Dr Niamh Clune’s Plum Tree Books (Wednesday corner).
Do read it here if you choose to. Many thanks to Dr. Niamh Clune for featuring me here.
The Wednesday Corner with Uncle Tree | On The Plum Tree.
A very interesting guest at On the Plum Tree’s Wednesday corner. Do read about Keith Alan Watson’s appreciation and exploration of the work of the one and only D .H Lawrence. One of DH’s awesome poems “Shadows”is also featured.
Dr. A.V. Koshy, poet , author, educationist, short story writer and critic gives his views on poetry, its essentials, what the readers look out for in modern day poems and the poetic voices on Facebook. It is an honour of the highest degree for me that Dr. Koshy has mentioned and posted an excerpt from one of my Fb poems as an example to illustrate his points. As an encouragement to keep writing better and to try and express in the best possible way, all that comes as poetry to me, there can be nothing more kind than this gesture which comes as no surprise considering his ability to inspire and his enthusiasm in encouraging and promoting what he considers as good and meaningful poetry. My humble thanks to Dr. Koshy and to Niamh Clume of Plum Tree Books for their constant support and their tremendous efforts to keep great poetry alive and kicking.
Delighted to welcome Ampat Koshy onto the Plum Tree. He will be bringing Indian poets and their poetry to our attention. Thank you, Ampat for your great article!
With Koshy in the Sandbox
To talk of poetry in 2013, divorced from knowledge of movements in literary criticism and theory that were important in the 20th century like Russian formalism, structuralism, reader response and reception theory or modernist approaches like close reading, seems silly to me. (They were all analytically poetry centred.) This is because poetry seems to have peaked as a dominant discourse around then, still having the power to sway the mind of millions unified, unified by print, tape, record, TV and radio; not to mention movies.
Poetry has waned in importance since the second ‘world’ war in the West, though there continues to be significant poets, poems, and even a few famous schools or movements. The arrival of…
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A rattan chair creaks to the rhythm
of a wind chime’s faint tinkle
A fat drop of water
plops into a plastic bucket keeping time
Invisible limbs stretch making the wooden bed groan
The lace curtain flaps nudged by an unseen breeze
A doll with two pigtails nods her head, freezing when I look
Soundtracks of urban life
the hum of the fridge, the clock’s tick
now insist on having my undivided attention
but bits of unfinished conversation, the zing of excited chatter,
memories of patter of tiny feet, the echoes of a thumping football,
the feel of a small, round head now absent from my lap-
all keep me company till life bursts through the front doors again
The shadow that follows me around when I am home alone
elopes with the setting sun.
©Reena Prasad 22nd Jan 2013
Published in the Anthology ‘For all the Lonely people’ by Niamh Clune and Plum Tree Books