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| Kushal Poddar |
Memories Set a Table Spread
He vanishes
leaving doubts and imaginations
on the chair, and yet
memories set a table spread.
She texts to a number
reassorted to someone else.
He grows weary of saying
"I am not him."
and become the addressee's myth.
Spring brings
a touch of verdancy
on the gnarly brown before
the weather rattles the dice once more.
***
Sakura - 2
The cherries bloom, sakura,
in the white of your eyes.
Their boughs swell up in red,
and a flurry of the wind in your head
asks, "How many springs
did you evade sleep?"
The murders in this town
are foreknown; they catch the killers
before the crime, and set them free
to fulfill the prophecy.
Another Spring becomes a victim.
The hails plunge in, and you hear
the sufferer say, "Promise me a solution."
You shake your head.
Every promise we fake births another end.
***
Cohen As Conceived During The Early Spring
not the dark hues trees
herd together, makes me afraid.
They say you cannot unsee
sun emerging, naked, water beads,
prismic, following the contours.
A cloud shrouds the sight.
Water looks high, unstable and living
the stars' overture. The dance shapes
my lips; they frame Cohen,
"The smokey life is practiced everywhere"
The crickets and fireflies applaud
in a mind drinking itself. The wind if eyes
could perceive without light
and other distortions would look
pollen coloured and exploding.
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