Biography
Dr. Santosh Kumar (b. 1946) is a poet, short-story writer and an editor from India; DPhil in English; Editor of Taj Mahal Review and Harvests of New Millennium Journals; several awards; member of World Poets Society (W.P.S.); member of World Haiku Association, Japan; presented papers in the seminar, interviews as special guest at international literary festival WORDS – one path to peace and understanding Oslo, Norway in September 2008; attended 20th Annual International Literary Festival Druskininkai Poetic Fall and 5th World Haiku Association Conference in Lithuania, Sept 30 to Oct 5, 2009; published poetry in Indian Verse by Young Poets (1980), World Poetry (1995 & 1996), The Fabric of A Vision (2001), The Still Horizon (2002), The Golden Wings (2002), Voyages (2003), Symphonies (2003), New Pegasus (2004), Explorers (2004), Dwan (USA), Promise (Purple Rose Publications, USA), World Haiku 2008 No. 4, World Haiku 2009 No. 5, Taj Mahal Review (2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007 & 2008). He has also edited sixteen World Poetry Anthologies, and four books of World’s Great Short Stories. He is also the author of a collection of poems entitled Helicon (Cyberwit, India, ISBN 81-901366-8-2), Haiku collection New Utopia (Rochak Publishing, India ISBN 978-81-903812-0-8), NO NUKES: Brave New World of Beauty, A Long Narrative Poem, Songs of Peace & Haiku (Rochak Publishing, India ISBN 978-81-903812-3-9), and Critical Essays in collaboration with Adam Donaldson Powell (Cyberwit, India, 978-81-8253-110-9). He has also edited The Poetic Achievement of Ban'ya Natsuishi (Cyberwit, India, ISBN: 978-81-8253-149-9).
Samples
ONE LAST FIGHT I sing and pray for universal Peace, Human rights sacred, unviolated. Behold, the shamed wolf falls Doves now fly. Sunshine, hope for posterity. Ethnic strife solves nothing: The weird witches violent hover Through Palestine, Kashmir, Iraq. Terrible times. I pine for a world Where life’s streams flow with love Where Lord’s plough maketh deep furrows on human soul Where man is not slaughtered for the sake of slaughter Where compassion sustains Heavenly grove of cleansed thoughts. Where the weird, sinister hawks don’t conspire To turn fair, celestial moon into a military base With nuclear warheads. It’s time to crush savage breasts pursuing revenge It’s time One last fight To create Brotherhood and Love.
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