Such Stuff as Dreams (1979)

 

We knew of wars to end all wars
Of men who died because of race
Of some who lost their noble cause
And some their youthful grace.

Too young to be there, we had seen
When lights were switched off, in the dark
While munching corn or eating cake
The mushroom grow and grow and arc

Towards the sky, man-made for men to die:
Anytime now the fragile peace shall break
Shatter the silence, scatter the fire
And only then shall we, the dead, awake

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About VijayNair

I retired as Associate Professor, Department of English, Government Victoria College Palakkad, Kerala. I taught English Language and Literature in various colleges for 31 years. My Ph.D. thesis was on the plays of Wole Soyinka. My collections of verse include "The City and the Hermitage" (1988), "Doors Swing Open" (2008), "Eyes" (2010) and "Whispers of Light in Darkness" (2013). My poems have also appeared in the International Anthologies "I am a Poet" (2013), "With Love" (2013), "Synthesis" (2014) "Poetic Symphonies" (2015) and "Heavenly Hymns" (2015).

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