Poetry as Socio-proctology

Purvapaksha- Our Nation is unique, no matter what Nation it might be, for its pure, uncorrupted, National Spirit is the envy of all- which ...

'Irrevocable reality is the dumb rock upon which the play breaks and the surge of the truly tragic moves forward in a cloud of foam....

'As Courtship's questive kiss, lips dread to await 'I go ass to mouth every first date' Deconstruct thus Death's of Dick...

 Now Communion is but yeasting, stones atone for Christ's  bread & Weaver, only following orders,  as Khaddar to Kabir said Korban o...

As sans Ivy an Oak For e'en  this old soak Now that Redhead's gone Every forest's a lawn.

For Adam gives all things their  names Eve, auctoritas of language games  Asks 'But, how smart could he be? 'Nary a word yet, to mar...

Tasting tongue of the snake in my but quivering Word She said- 'you hug like a bear but kiss like a bird!' Of the beasts in my besti...