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Friday, December 27, 2019

FIVE POEMS BY AMIT SHANKAR SAHA - PUSHCART POETRY PRIZE NOMINEE SERIES 6

Dr. Amit Shankar Saha is an Assistant Professor in the Department of English at Seacom Skills University. He is also a widely published short story writer and poet. He has won the Poiesis Award for Excellence in Literature, Wordweavers Prize, and the Nissim International Runner-up Prize for Poetry. He has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize and the Griffin Poetry Prize. He is the co-founder of Rhythm Divine Poets and the Assistant Secretary of Intercultural Poetry and Performance Library. He is the Fiction Editor of Ethos Literary Journal and the Chief Executive Editor of Virasat Art Publications. His two collections of poems are titled "Balconies of Time" and "Fugitive Words".





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1. Exanimation of a Nation

Like a draught
of air being held 
in the geography
of my palm.

I blow on 
the topography
of crisscrossing 
lines of destiny.

Spirals of genes
migrate the borders
into chromozones
of D-N-A-tion.

Sometimes 
what we oversee
is what we 
oversight. 

2. Food

That day in Hyderabad
you were so hungry,
you ate a large meal
of various food.
But it's okay,
I understand
food is nostalgia
and nostalgia food.
And people still kill
for the choice of food
when people still die
for want of food.

3. By Bread Alone

A baker in the bakery
once hid a message
in my packet of brown bread.
At home when I unwrapped
those slices for breakfast,
I found nothing secreted.
I turned over the slices,
their dark brown margins
and their light brown centres.
There was nothing cryptic
inside the leavened spaces,
nothing I could have tasted.
So I ate it uninterpreted - 
I don't like spreading rumours
about our racial biases.

4. Revolution 459

At revolution 459 it stopped.
There was an attempt to restart it
but it will not.
You know when the night clears
light tiptoes into your room
and you find things are there
where you had kept them still.
Nothing has changed
or they've come back
in a full circle.
You so much want
revolution 459 to continue.
You know how the grass grows
tearing through the earth.
There is rage tearing through you
at the paused revolution.

5. Perihelion

A faint noise made by the panel
of a window in the wind.

A noise within
at the sight of the breeze
beyond the pane
rustling the leaves.

At the moment 
of perihelion do I ask
the sun to embrace
this movement?

When something leaves time, 
something is still left in time. 


Dr. Amit Shankar Saha
Assistant Professor (English)
Seacom Skills University
Co-founder, Rhythm Divine Poets
http://rhythmdivinepoets.blogspot.in
Media Chairperson, IPPL
Mobile: 8335824287
Blog: http://amitss6.blogspot.in
Website: http://sites.google.com/site/amitshankarsaha
Author of "Balconies of Time" and "Fugitive Words"

7 comments:

Pinakini said...

Minimalistic poetic delights.. all of them! Blown away by Examination of a nation
“Spirals of genes
migrate the borders
into chromozones
of D-N-A-tion.

Sometimes
what we oversee
is what we
oversight. “

amit said...

Thank you Dr. Ampat Koshy.

The Agnivesh said...

Superb writes! Brevity at its best!

Deepika Chand said...

He makes profound statements without pomp and show even aboutfood, unassumingly, quietly. I like his Conversation like style.

satbir chadha said...

Less is really more Examination is spot on and By Bread alone throws a quiet punch
Lovely poems all

Blessing Omeiza Ojo said...

Beautiful poems!

Blessing Omeiza Ojo said...

Beautiful poems!

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