Pus or cancer—I vote neither
by Partha Sarkar
I am in the sun.
The green bird at the
window—The beautiful
fragrance from the east.
(rippling the grasshopper’s
alphabet.)
I am in the sun.
The white clouds over
my face— Glorious jasmine
brings
Unknown imagination
from birth.
I learn my first lesson.
I am in the sun.
The birds are flying
to and fro—Innocent Pegasus
Goes beyond human liberation.
I follow it as far as
I can. . . .
And then a knock on
the door.
Does one call me?
I peep outside.
No, it is no one.
It is something.
It is the election.
Will I tell it to go
back
Or kick it on its back?
Partha
Sarkar, a resident of Ichapur, a small town of a province West Bengal of India,
is a graduate who writes poems inspired by his brother, the late Sankar Sarkar,
and his friends (especially Deb kumar Khan) to protest against social injustice
and crimes against nature. His poems have been in different magazines both in
Bangla and in English. He once believed in revolution but now he is confused
because of the obscurity of human beings, though he keeps the fire in his soul
despite this.
Bernice Holtzman’s paintings and collages have appeared in shows at various venues
in Manhattan, including the Back Fence in Greenwich Village, the Producer’s
Club, the Black Door Gallery on W. 26th St., and one other place she
can’t remember, but it was in a basement, and she was well received. She is the
Assistant Art Director for Yellow Mama.
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