And the Pulitzer goes to...

This year's Pulitzer Prize for poetry has been awarded to Vijay Sheshadri for his poetry collection, 3 Sections.

Born in Bangalore, Sheshadri had moved to the United States as a child, attended Oberlin College, got an MFA at Columbia University, and currently lives in Brooklyn while teaching poetry at Sarah Lawrence in Bronxville.

A poem, entitled "Imaginary Number" goes thus:

The mountain that remains when the universe is destroyed
is not big and is not small.
Big and small are
comparative categories, and to what
could the mountain that remains when the universe is destroyed
be compared?
Consciousness observes and is appeased.
The soul scrambles across the screes.
The soul,
like the square root of minus 1,
is an impossibility that has its uses.