Tag: poddar poetic place
group name: tsopr
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May 14, 2008 12:13 PM EDT --
Aftermath of an accident
The down and drawn men, how was it to be
That close to death? The snub of light through it,
The bitter dark water's fatal embrace . . .
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May 15, 2008 11:08 AM EDT --
Bedroom
The world has sent him early to his bed
The doors kept ajar partly disclose truths..
A world apart, ages apart, half known.
The night of difference that will crawl in
His . . .
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April 23, 2009 10:23 PM EDT --
Mid Summer Noon’s Dreams
The station of mid noon is desolate;
the platform is really a flowing stream
waves of shining sun sweeps him away.
The aged . . .
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May 16, 2008 10:08 AM EDT --
Deliverance
The shadow of the winged creature
Upon the arid-gold meadows...
The shades of the trees have shortened,
The high-lighted flowers on earth
Uplift their faces asking . . .
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December 05, 2008 10:01 PM EST --
Prism
He stoops and picks up his diamond.
A piece of broken prism, some may say.
It has been on the dirt.
He looks up
albeit there is no chandelier to be seen.
The place . . .
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January 07, 2009 09:29 PM EST --
Behind the door
The unanswered questions behind the closed doors
make sound at night.
The sounds of pathos and pain long restrained
unchain themselves
and crush against . . .
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April 22, 2009 09:42 AM EDT --
S p ri ng field, ev ening
(Wednesday writing Essentials)
A spawning band
sweats over rhythm;
they stoop to gather
it from the fallen . . .
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April 25, 2009 10:19 PM EDT --
Twenty odd years
Small palms are puffy, pink
they clap together
as if involuntarily.
Laughter peels the hard world,
the city, the traffic…
it knows . . .
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May 25, 2009 06:01 AM EDT --
Kitchen and sundial
( To Alison and the surreal circus-IV )
Reeling in, rolling in the scene, words, smells, senses
she looks at, what seems like misguided tour of ruins; . . .
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June 02, 2009 06:38 AM EDT --
Calendar
A few more steps towards back
where he came from
where still a delicate hand is
waiting untouched
because he had not been wise in the past.
He smiled at the calendar. . . .
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June 06, 2009 01:35 AM EDT --
Snake on the beach
( Bared Beach-III nad To the Surreal Circus )
You have gasped, almost screamed and scurried away,
like the crabs; of course, you are unaware . . .
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June 25, 2009 07:00 AM EDT --
The month of June, un exploded
The month of June is the month both of them had expired.
I must admit, it happened in two different years;
one long, long before my birth, the other when . . .
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May 15, 2009 10:08 PM EDT --
Travel stories
Like the crow on the front porch
crying for rain all summer long
and when the drops begin, curses,
by then the feathers are all drenched;
the travel . . .
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May 26, 2008 12:54 PM EDT --
Words of a sea
Words of a sea spoken in close whispers
It is an avid proponent of sky.
I wish I could lift my face to sky, blue.
Instead I decide to watch the death-pain
. . .
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September 02, 2008 09:58 AM EDT --
On the spot of the blast
She cannot cry. Inside her head still a little
girl is playing with her. Keeps on playing.
She cannot feel the warmth of blood or the
dirty red of it oozing . . .
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September 04, 2008 08:19 AM EDT --
Travel
His class teacher.
Is he asking
a question?
Just then
he has been
traveling the world
and the world beyond
carried away by
the chirping of an
. . .
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January 09, 2009 09:38 PM EST --
A collage
"Open the window."
"You may catch something."
There descends a bird on the sill
chirping about a colored tale,-
the sick mom . . .
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February 18, 2009 09:27 PM EST --
Inside a T.V.
She crosses the hurdle, the gateway;
steps inside the world within the screen,
the inside universe of a T.V. set
where blurred noises are snarling behind
the cage . . .
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February 19, 2009 09:49 PM EST --
Wi th C h a o s T h e r e i s n o t h e ory
A fistful of anarchy
enters in his dome of silence; . . .
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May 02, 2009 09:57 PM EDT --
in a flight
She picks up a book to forget that she is flying.
A cluster of clouds passes the window hole.
It is being sent to pour rain on the town
she has . . .
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