Sachin Ketkar

Rookie (29 September 1972 - / Baroda, Gujarat / India)

Sachin Ketkar Poems

1. The Tree Of Total Eclipse 9/13/2012
2. The Tom And Jerry Show 9/13/2012
3. The Simplicity Of My Congenital Thirst 9/13/2012
4. Wait For Me 9/13/2012
5. The Old Prostitute At The Taj Mahal 9/13/2012
6. Tithal 9/13/2012
7. The Isle Of Calibans 9/13/2012
8. This Summer Too 9/13/2012
9. A Lamp 9/13/2012
10. Inscapes From Hostel 9/13/2012
11. A Hymn 9/13/2012
12. A Note 9/13/2012
13. Every Breath That Leaves My Body 9/13/2012
14. Bird Songs 9/13/2012
15. Love Songs For Amogh 9/13/2012
16. A Long Song 9/13/2012
17. Alta Mira 9/13/2012
18. Excerpts From Jarasandha's Blog 9/13/2012
19. Hairfall And Photocopies 9/13/2012
20. The City Which Doesn'T Go Anywhere 9/13/2012
21. Ten Asides For Ten Heads 9/13/2012
22. The Dildopnishad 9/13/2012
23. Stranded 9/13/2012
24. How To Write A Poem 9/13/2012
25. A Paper Presented At The Conference On Global Warming 9/13/2012
26. A Soliloquy Of A Smart-Alecky Soap 9/13/2012
27. A Foot-Note On An Unpublished Poem 9/13/2012
28. Campus Poems 9/13/2012
29. History 9/13/2012
30. A Soulful Song For The Black And White Television 9/13/2012
31. Chlorophyll Of Poetry 9/13/2012
32. All This Fuss About Skin 9/13/2012
33. The Hunt 9/13/2012

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Best Poem of Sachin Ketkar

Chlorophyll Of Poetry

Icy green blood
From the carnage of multitudinous
Trees, innocuous and mute
On my bare naked hands

Whenever with my sharp pen nib
I lacerate
The white backs
Of a blank sheet of paper
I calligraph cold-blooded lines
Of tongueless poems
On the cemeteries of voided spaces
Vacated by annihilating
Thousands of forests

My hands become part of the conspiracy
Denuding this planet
I too become a collaborator
In this felony

But my lush green hands
Cloaked in the bleeding screams
Of the handicapped trees
Are ...

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The Dildopnishad

I don't have a body
I am the body
I don't have a soul
I am the soul
I am the Ultimate Self
Of all the orifices of your flesh
Of all the hollows of your soul

I am the Secular Shiva Lingam

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