Thursday, February 8, 2024

GAS Featured poet: Kushal Poddar

Kushal Poddar has eight books to his credit including Postmarked Quarantine. He is a journalist, father, and the editor of Words Surfacing. His works have been translated into twelve languages, published across the globe. Twitter-

Black Monk

Night plays with the outer walls.

Black acts rebellious, defies gravity's reign.

The monks who fed us a dozen oranges

pray in far side dormitory. Hearing is holy.

Forgetting doesn't mean walking away

from a memory. I step into the sleep's garden,

write your names with pebbles - all small letters,

and realise that instead of a name it is a long sentence.

Winter Drones

The death of the bird, lone,

on the winter's clothesline, goes

unhailed even by itself, clandestine.

Sometimes I see it. It poses like

figure 'One', pluse on the upper segment

of the sky bisected by the wire.

Everything below is light and decorative.

Mistletoes drain the old trees.

My drone lips hit yours. The explosion

doesn't vex the curtains.

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