The Funeral of Love

 Sreekanth Kopuri


In the beginning

the earth,

the clock and

the pulse of heart

were safe, wrapped

in the ozone skin,

locked with that

forbidden ripeness

- the red alert, but

an old beam of light

blinded by greed

falls in the garden

where my mother’s

love plasticized into

an impulse of

mortal enlightenment,

crunched the lock to

open the forbidden virus

that speeded its culture

into the offspring that

tries to ban the plastic

covers today to heal

the debilitating wound

on the ozone of love.

Somewhere a burning

wind breaks its silence,

blows towards north

for a perpetual summer

of our lonely funerals.


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Sreekanth Kopuri is an Indian English poet from Machilipatnam – a colony – India. He was an alumni Writer in Residence, at Strange Days Books Greece. He recited his poetry and presented his research papers in many countries. His poems and research articles were widely published in journals like Heartland Review, Nebraska Writers Guild, Poetry Centre San Jose, Underground Writers Association, Word Fountain, A New Ulster, to mention a few. His book Poems of the Void was the finalist for the EYELANDS BOOKS AWARD. Kopuri is presently an independent research scholar in Contemporary Poetry, silence, and Holocaust poetry. He lives in his hometown Machilipatnam with his mother teaching and writing.

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