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The Painter of Evenings
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Your poems are exceptional… My admiration grows for your poems – Jayanta Mahapatra.
Kottoor is a poet who has discovered his own voice distinct from that of his ancestors or his compeers. ? Dr Ayyappa Paniker
I earnestly believe that you are one of the most committed and ardent lovers of poetry. At my age (92), I would like to say—God bless you! With deep affection and admiration. – Shiv K Kumar
Gopikrishnan Kottoor is one of the most exciting voices of the 90?s.- Chandrabhaga
Thoroughly localized, yet universal. ? The Quest
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