Ode to Love by Fyodor Dostoevsky

After the winds of the cold north ravaging

the south this time, hit by the worst storm in its history,

had passed by in the left overs of the moment of being all desolate barren ground

words came back slowly trickling into my tired consciousness

‘love cannot be forced or won

one has to be patient and hope for it to return

or be worn proudly as the honour it is,

as if it had never been gone’

So after all that has happened, whether too late or out

of irrepairable loss this must be told to you

None but you are love

I know

having learned by weathering its storm.

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Dr A.V. Koshy is presently working as Assistant Professor in Dept. of English, Faculty of Arts and Humanities, Jazan University, Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. He has authored or co-authored seven or eight books of poetry, theory and criticism. He is an editor and anthologist. He is also a distinguished teacher of the English language and literature and a critic, with a Ph.D in modern poetry, specifically Samuel Beckett's poems in English. He was a Pushcart Prize nominee for poetry in 2012 and his book Art of Poetry was selected as Best Reads 2012 by Butterfly and the Bee. He has been editor's pick on Camel Saloon thrice and poet of the month thrice in Destiny Poets UK besides often having his poems appear in the highly selected category. Has other international awards, diplomas and certificates to his credit too.

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