K.Satchidanandan As A Poet

What sort of poet is he? ,
Is the question,
Witty, ironical
And existential,
Eco-centric
Apart from busting
Myths,
But going by
Myth and mystery too.

Digging underneath
For objects,
Face to face with nothingness
Trying to define it
Gandhian non-violence
With the Bhil, Korba and other tribals
In lively discussion with
Tryign their best to understand
Gandhism and the hungry stomach.

The poet taking the pages
From the lives of
Sylvia, Kamala, Mahadevi
And readign the burnt poems,
Just as the insect keeps palying
With the flames of fire
To get their wings singed,
The suffering daughter's
Disease and caring,
The old women passing
Their secluded times.

Wednesday, October 24, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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