two barefoot
kids peep into
each other's ragsacks
looking for a miracle / the lack of a toy
gun
one
with one arm missing
the warm sun scorn automatic burden :
vital gestation
kids peep into
each other's ragsacks
looking for a miracle / the lack of a toy
gun
one
with one arm missing
the warm sun scorn automatic burden :
vital gestation
the preliminary despair
of yr obdurate
afterthought
summoned
by the 10 am sirens penetrating
the golden quarantine of junk
tenements modicum of 'more'
"in one line" turns out
its the highway patrol car "checking"
(catastrophe delayed in rehearsal)
summoned
by the 10 am sirens penetrating
the golden quarantine of junk
tenements modicum of 'more'
"in one line" turns out
its the highway patrol car "checking"
(catastrophe delayed in rehearsal)
Aditya Bahl was born and brought up in the mountain state of Himachal Pradesh (India). His poems have been rejected by countless magazines and journals.
The poem is obdurate and fine to contain such gold. Thank you, Donna
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one
with one arm missing
A fearful arithmetic in all this, Aditya.
In times like these rejection should be worn as a badge of honour.
ReplyDeletePerhaps on the empty sleeve.
i was surprised myself, aditya's work is brilliant. look for more in december!
ReplyDeleteA little reassurance from one's fellow poets goes a long way.. Thanks for that, everyone.
ReplyDeleteBravo.
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