Poet : Prashant Sankaran
Gaza
a mongrel
licks her lips
squatting by the chewed up hand
the soldier plants
the victory flag
on the rubble, nearby
the mongrel stretches lazy
strolls across
marks her territory
on the pole
Absence
cold misty night
moon lies satiated, languid
in the puddle by the road
wings misty wet
a fly falls, struggles
ripples tickling the moon
who waits, impatient
for the calm stillness
of death

Prashant Sankaran is an explorer of multiple arts forms ranging from short films to poetry. He derives his inspiration from the day-to-day life as it unfolds around him. He is a keen student in multi-disciplinary art, experimenting with different collaborations and intersections. Exhibitions of his work has been organized at the Indian Institute for Human Settlement and the Bangalore International Centre. His writings and photography have been featured in publications like the Sky Island Journal, Arts Illustrated and the Bangalore Review, and his short films have been shortlisted in a couple of Film festivals including the recently concluded Bangalore International Short Film Festival (BISFF 2024). Prashant lives in Bangalore.
Poet’s statement—Prashant Sankaran
Poetry is a response, an articulation of the indentations, left on me, by the fragments of life that rains on me all the time. Some have been there for years as hardened scars, some are just bruises that I capture before they disappear.
