“I can talk to the Dead.”

I can talk to the dead*

Like my non-verbal son, they tell no lies
do not spread rumours
or backbite behind one’s back
untruthful things about one
carry no daggers to stab you with from behind
they rejoice or mourn only about themselves
jealosuy, mistrust and suspicion have left them, I like to think
tell you no lies about yourself to your face
are quite quiet
except for the sound of their bubbling souls
that make them like witches’ potions

or like good, strong, green tea.

Title from a poem by K Satchindanandan.

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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.

2 thoughts on ““I can talk to the Dead.”

  1. Reena

    A poem that gives hope .I like to believe too that people improve upon death, become true yogis. it must be the world that contaminates their brew 🙂

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