Rain Howled Six Blocks Of Emptiness

I need to bleach the toilet,
she says after making love
in their shack, windows down and
door closed. Something about the smell.

In July, a door, once closed,
pluperfect with containment,
fights any chance-opening.
Wind, swelled with tiny rain-eggs,

howls for six blocks, empty, meets
the Ganges in the end. I
need to cleanse the toilet, she
says and does not move an inch.


Kushal Poddar

About Kushal Poddar

Born in a warm corner of India, a lone child and brought up with his shadow mates, Kushal Poddar (1977- ) began writing verse at the age of six. He adopted his second tongue as the language to dream on. Widely published in several countries, prestigious anthologies included Men In The Company of Women, Penn International MK etc, Van Gogh’s Ear, been featured amongst the poets for the month December by Tupelo Press and in various radio programs in Canada and USA.
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