FIVE Poems

of the hour of a motionless world, I am all shivering mind and drained body. Reticence is my lidless...

After the style of Ted Hughes Listen to the music of the afternoon sudden drum-beats of staccato anger trumpet-cries...

It was a ticket to the movies folded once neat and straight down the middle. A bullet meant for...

The dog is destitute. When we smile, it cannot. When it smiles, we cannot. It wags its tail. We...

You say there is something missing in my life deprived of proving my manhood in the jungles of Vietnam....

Futures present crystal children with their entitled dreams and ice thunder in their eyes spies uncover pupils screaming to...

As a community of growing poets, we can look around the world for poetry styles to be inspired by....

“The Ophelias” by Adreyo Sen   Behind the Kolkata airport glass, on a crowded evening, white women skinny and...