Friday, September 7, 2012

Cactus Comments

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Thorns are my language.
I announce my existence
with a bleeding touch.
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Koyamparambath Satchidanandan
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Unnikrishnan E S 27 November 2018

For the poet, who does not conceal his leftist leanings, even in his poems, what life offers is thorns. His heart, sure, bleeds. For him, to live itself is a challenge.

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Bijay Kant Dubey 25 October 2018

K.Satchidanandan is a cactus lover and is flirting with cactus flowers, going for a camel ride in the desert sands where the dunes keep making and unamaking and the caravans of gipsies going. The desert blooms the petals of his poesy. Against the backdrop of it, he thinks of the thorns and twitches, languages and the different modes of expression.

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Koyamparambath Satchidanandan

Koyamparambath Satchidanandan

Pulloot, Thrissur district, Kerala, India
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