Launch of The Significant Anthology

The labor of all our cumulative love for poetry and literature is out in Amazon. Thank you Dr. Ampat Koshy and Reena Prasad wholeheartedly for making all our dreams come true!

It has been an honor and privilege to share space in the anthology with literary greats from India and over the world, and to find such a caring and coveted home for my poem ‘A Woman I Am’ in ‘The Significant Anthology’, published by Morph Books in July 2015. Eagerly waiting to hold the book in my hands. Truly happy and excited about its worldwide launch and it has been an enthralling journey ever since I have been a part of the Rejected Stuff literature and poetry group in Facebook. The Significant Anthology_cover

Sharing a few moments from the beautifully eloquent speech of Dr. Ampat Koshy, the editor extraordinaire of The Significant Anthology, where he shares the joy of creating this beautiful mosaic of creative expressions from deserving poets and writers from all around the world in the book launch hosted in Bangalore, India.

Do watch and spread the word:

The link to buy the book from Amazon India:

http://www.amazon.in/gp/product/9382759093/sr=1-1/qid=1437456233/ref=olp_product_details?ie=UTF8&me&qid=1437456233&sr=1-1

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Sweet Surrender: Elegy of Bruised Love

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Snapshots of a poem of mine published by 13th Floor Magazine, a bi-annual literary journal produced by the Writer’s Workshop at the University of Nebraska at Omaha. This particular poem has appeared in Autumn 2013, Issue 1 of the magazine.  The snapshots are taken from the Kindle version of the magazine downloaded in my Tablet, so readers, please bear with the picture quality.

The poem was originally written in 2007 and edited before submission to the magazine in 2013. Sharing with you the lines once again:

“Sweet, sweet surrender,
There are scars upon my heart when I come back to your arms
You like to prick them, stand still, and admire my integrity..
That you know for sure,
Sweet is the flower that rests on the thorns!

In darkest waters do I sleep
With the sweaty jostle of clumsy streets,
Come to me with your scarlet lips and crimson wrists,
Together let us weep crystal tears buried in shadows deep.

Your heart be the candlelight, your soul be the gold
That chains my life with unspoken sins galore;
So let me bleed, and not restore,
Sweet, sweet surrender.

Here do I come to seek the spring
In the luscious, flowing rivers of your arms–
Arms that resist to heal.
Fruits of much grief they are, surely emblems of more,
Together we have died and bled of love,
Sweet, sweet surrender.

Come, let us melt in deep, turquoise lakes and azure skies,
Pass away quietly in lullabies of our slumber.
The inferno of our pain will wander in the winds,
Carrying secret breaths resting in shades of amber…
Sweet, sweet surrender.

I think of mistakes and redemption lying in their graves
And we, with our pains, are thoroughly blessed.
The greatest ashes of our shared wounds lie

In those tombs of the yesteryears.

So let us die and rise the same

For yet another resurrection of pain.

Sweet, sweet surrender.”

P.S. Those interested can buy the August 2013 issue of 13th Floor Magazine at Amazon.com:

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00EQT19S8/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B00EQT19S8&linkCode=as2&tag=krisrixauth-20