Sunday, January 31, 2010

Subhankar Das - One Poem

For Bird

Stretched elongated chewing-gum for a day for a winter night

hanging haggardish better take care while talking about these

again the day returns. Love prompter of the shop

encircling the fountains one by one. Grass today

I wouldn’t be able to look at. Let this alphabet be ready

this sunlight and dust. On the sleeve

there were traces of flesh of previous life and thereafter

the cloud slept aslant oozing birds

hanging elongated whiteness even now within and outside

Subhankar Das is a poet of the late eighties. His first book of poems ‘Songs of the Damaged Brain’ was published in 1987. To date he has published 14 books. Subhankar has been a literary activist at the epicenter of the underground movement in Bangla literature. He is founder of Graffiti Kolkata and runs an independent bookshoppe, Shilalipi, in Kolkata, Bangla, India.

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