Dr. Sunil Sharma

Toronto-based author-academic-editor, Sunil Sharma has published 23 creative and critical books--- joint and solo. He edits Setu journal: https://www.setumag.com/p/setu-home.html

For details, please visit the website: https://sunil-sharma.com

May 5, 2021
Dr. Sunil Sharma
Pandemic, Poem, Politics

Black Paintings, Goya, in the Post-truth Age

A poem that deals with politics and pandemic, by Dr Sunil, exclusively for Different Truths. They are talking of Goya sitting in the circular study lined with his works,...

April 27, 2021
Dr. Sunil Sharma
Pandemic, Poem

Pathologies: Pandemic, Policies, Prayers

An evocative poem on the Pandemic, with a great sweep and depth, by Sunil, exclusively for Different Truths. A collection of a pulse oximeter, a thermometer, and a vaporizer....

February 15, 2021
Dr. Sunil Sharma
Pandemic, Poem

Lockdown Effect: Two Vignettes

Two evocative poems, by Sunil, on the pandemic, exclusively for Different Truths. #1: This street, That street a street awash in the orange light of the masthead lamp;...

November 19, 2020
Dr. Sunil Sharma
Poem

Seen/Unseen Aspects

An image of an everyday mundane happening, by Sunil, exclusively for Different Truths. Few ripe green grapesmango slices and orangesall – sticking out of a yellow custardkept in a...

November 4, 2020
Dr. Sunil Sharma
Poem

Behind the Bars

Sunil talks about the caged life in a metropolis and the wish to break the fetters to merge with nature. An exclusive for Different Truths. A tiny totlooks at...

September 22, 2016
Dr. Sunil Sharma
Poem

Talking with a Phantom

Intense loneliness of a mother, pining for her son, in distant land, the USA, has been captured beautifully in this evocative verse by Sunil. Hullo! Yes…Sid? Hullo? How are you?...

September 6, 2016
Dr. Sunil Sharma
Poem

Sunil celebrates the summer breeze and looks into the hollowness of material glitz of Europe in travel brochures. Here’s a protest poem, rooted in urban sensibility, in Different Truths. Hear it sing!...

April 11, 2016
Dr. Sunil Sharma
Poem

Talking with a Phantom

Here’s an evocative poem from Sunil. Hello! Yes…Sid? Hello? How are you? Mama calling, my dear boy. Cannot you recognise my voice? Yes? Oh! Happy? Yes, me too. Hearing...

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