Atavism

by Ananya S. Guha / January 3rd, 2016

graves turn with every flower
barbed wire and prayer
the war is on, the war is on
pavements and houses
buses, bushes
offices, secretariats
third block and fourth block
real estate, fourth estate
the war is on in crescent moon
sun upwards, heaven downwards
fight with bowstrings
arrows, stones and pebbles

ammunitions replenished
nuclear demolished.

Ananya S Guha lives in Shillong in North East India, where he was born and brought up. He has been writing and publishing his poetry for the last forty years. His poetry has been published in both electronic and print formats such as: Indian Literature, Other Voices, Osprey Journal, Glasgow Review, The Literary Nest, Up The Staircase, Asia Writes, Art Arena, Praxis Online, Muse India, Your One Phone Call, In Between Hangovers, The Peeking Cat Magazine, Post Colonial Text among others. He has also written widely on educational and social matters. He has ten collections of poetry and his poetry has been anthologized in various collections of Indian poetry in English. He holds a doctoral on the novels of William Golding. Read other articles by Ananya S..

This article was posted on Sunday, January 3rd, 2016 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.