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Ipsita Banerjee
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We had words.  Some bitter some sharp Some that soured on our tongues Even as they curled out our mouths. I imagine us in a bougainvilleaed cafe Somewhere bright and sunny  A wooden table between us Our ankles crossed underneath Almost touching but not…

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I want to write poetry Like the masters write them Supplicate thoughts for sounds  And emotions for words I want to write like I feel Like when the bitch in me  Finds a dog burrowing in the sand Only the sand is not the coarse yellow soil  It is the sky. …

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Are you happy, they asked.  I smiled at them.  Did you find happiness,  they asked. I nodded, yes,  Where did you find it, still they asked,  Was it hard to find?  I found happiness in my heart Deep within the corner of an eye. In the gleam of a quiet…

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My poem, nominated for the publication of the month.

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How can I let you know That choices are never choices That the options you have Are always governed By voices, not your own? That feelings are just feelings They pass. What hurt yesterday Today is water off a duck’s arse.  You change, those ideals You…

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​I carved myself a death wish the day you died “Not one day over forty two”, I said “I cannot live more than half a life Without you.” I was denied.  Nights like these I am glad that I am alive.  When I watch my daughters dance And think of nights of…

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I saw an ad for a shoe ‘One sole several straps’ One can change colours, One of life’s many hacks.  I paused, amused by the line Your face shimmered before me Un-synchronized in time and space A glint,  a smile only I could see. I reached out, “I am…

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I snatched this poem from the mouth of Night as it raced past me on its red-golden steed to the deepening light   I stole these lines from the  teardrop on a white  flower as it lay glittering and dying in the morning sun   I will take these words to the…
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