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Santosh Kumar: Santosh Kumar (b. 1946) is a poet, short-story writer and an editor from UP India; DPhil in English; member of World Poets Society (W.P.S.); member of World Haiku Association, Japan; presented papers in the seminar at Oslo, Norway in September 2008; read his poetry in Lithuania 2009. 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,Haiku collection New Utopia, NO NUKES: Brave New World of Beauty, A Long Narrative Poem, Songs of Peace & Haiku,Critical Essays in collaboration with Adam Donaldson Powell.He has also edited The Poetic Achievement of Ban'ya Natsuishi.

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