An author and a father, Kushal Poddar, edited a magazine - Words Surfacing, authored seven volumes including The Circus Came To My Island, A Place For Your Ghost Animals, Eternity Restoration Project- Selected and New Poems and Herding My Thoughts To The Slaughterhouse-A Prequel. His works have been translated in ten languages.
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Dining Beneath A Saint
The saint bears her sadness;
she doesn't care a hoot if you glorify it
as a crown, probably of rose-thorns.
In the photograph she looks at something
below your eye-level; you murmur grace and eat;
summer tastebuds always find brine in everything.
The saint estivates in the air and breeze; melancholy's
lazedom dines on these long nights. Sometimes,
you want to follow the eyes of the saint and see
if she stares at the space where your heart should've bloomed
like a gardening gone wrong, like the boy alive within
spat some arbitrary seeds and fell asleep for years to come.
Another beautiful poem from one of the most prolific and talented international poets writing today.
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