Monday, January 15, 2024

Two Micropoems by Kuma Raj Subedi

Moment in Nature  
basking in the sun
a cold croc
pounces on a lizard,
bright sunlight
passing through clouds
dries up puddles

Lemon
If 
you squeeze me 
too much, 
I will 
ruin your juice 
cravings with 
my seeds!

© Kuma Raj Subedi 
Australia 
subedi.kamal@gmail.com

Kuma Raj Subedi was born in the Parbat district in Nepal. He has got two postgraduate degrees :MA in British & American literature, and Master of Teaching in TESOL. As a poet and translator his numerous creations have been published on various print and online platforms such as Misty Mountain Review, Spill words, Indian Review, Muse India, Polis Magazino, Kavya Kishor, Aksharang, Sipay, The Gorkha Times, Of Nepalese Clay, Sindh Courier,  Newsn Jeju, Ink Pantry, The Indian Periodical, Nepalnamcha, Poetishes, The Offline Thinker, Setopati, Poeticia, The Rising Junkiri, Sahitya Sangraha, Modern Poets Anthology (Ukiyoto Publishing), The Writer’s Cafe etc.Recently he participated in KM100NZ haiku competition in New Zealand and Joy to the world poetry festival. He is anctiv involved to TramsEnd Poets, a group of prominent poets and critics in Adelaide. He often writes about issues such as women’s suffering, memories, religion, nature, migration, love and culture. Currently, Mr. Subedi is residing in Adelaide, the capital city of South Australia with his two daughters and wife and works as an accomplished lecturer at TafeSA. He has been awarded as the Best Poet of the Event in the International Nazarul Poetry Festival 2023 in Bangladesh. He has been exclusively interviewed in MTV in Nepal. He has also been interviewed in a literary program by Kalika FM and Vijaya FM about his creative writings and current literary trends and styles. He has been interviewed and got published in Kayakairan Daily. Three book reviews on his debut anthology of poetry have been published in The Rising Nepal, a leading and the oldest English newspaper in Nepal and in Sahitya Post, a full time literary digital magazine in Nepal. 

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