Nakulan (1921-2007)

I can still hear
His betel-stained shoulder-shaking
Raspy guffaw
That revealed
The spontaneity of his spotless soul
And once even splattered
Sitting on the front row
A young nun’s habit–
The Sage of Golf Links had a mind
So sharp that it brought
Dead poets back to life
And slashed through romantic lies–
He hunted Moby-Dick with a harpoon
Of words in his quest for
Meanings within meanings
And then paused
Longer than Beckett or Pinter–
His stoic silence
Encouraging us to see
And think
Outside the box.
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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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