# The Colour of Desire

- Link: https://writersworkshopindia.com/2021/09/13/the-colour-of-desire/
- Published: 2021-09-13T20:22:25+00:00
- Author: shuktara

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**Author: **Lakshmi Priya N.[⌊A sample cover of the book: dark red coloured handloom sari with gold embossed nameplate and lettering for the title and author's name. The border of the sari lines the right hand margin of the cover.⌉](https://writersworkshopindia.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/09/The-Colour-of-Desire-1-scaled-1.jpeg)
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Pages:** 90 **Year of Publication:** 2021 **Price:** Rs 300 **ISBN:** 978-81-953583-
2-8 (9788195358328)

_**About the Author**_
 Lakshmi Priya N. (born 1978) works as an Assistant Professor
of English at the University of Kerala, Thiruvananthapuram. Her poems have appeared
in two anthologies, _The Dance of the Peacock: An Anthology of English Poetry from
India_ and _Suvarnarekha: An_ _Anthology of Indian Women Poets Writing in English_,
and in other online and print journals like _Indian Literature_, _Good ole Poetry
Chain_ and _Bhashaposhini_. She has read at various poetry festivals including Southern
and North Eastern Writers meet organized by Kendra Sahitya Academy, Kritya International
Poetry Fest, and readings for Ayyappa Panikker Foundation and Mathrubhumi International
Festival of Letters. Her poetry can be read on her personal blogs, _[The Colour Harmony](http://lakmi-roadnottaken.blogspot.in/)_
and _[Poovakayil Pookkathathu](https://poovakayilpookkaathathu.blogspot.com/)_.

She lives in Thiruvananthapuram with her cricketer/banker husband Santhosh Karunakaran
and two sons, Ashutosh S. and Dhrupad Narayan S.

_**Teaser**_

_As She Moves Away_

You roll your eyes
 to shake off the tears looming large. You sideline memories 
for another hour for you need time to gather the scattered skies. You touch her 
again and again, run your fingers urgently over the wrinkles, cheeks and her hair,
like a child lost, to memorize the warmth of love just faded away. You try to cross
your fingers over hers. The grip-less slip, you realize, the careless abandon of
your life to be.

_**Contents**_
 60 poems spread across 3 sections