Monday, December 30, 2024

Holy Black by Kushal Poddar


Image | Pixabay

Holy Black

 

The worm of forgiveness works

hard so the rot will decompose fast,

faster than the night of anger you 

desire to forget. 

I have been in that

forest with you; you won't remember 

me though; I have seen the confetti 

of fire minutes after you light up a bush.

It feels easy to imagine the dark and ash

after the cinders, flame, flicker, lighter.

With ease we imagine the quality of dark.

This part isn't so; try hard,

and imagine white, broad blank and 

imagine it so the black may form the figure 

or the word you want the last thing to remember.


© Kushal Poddar




Kushal Poddar has authored ten books, the latest being A White Can For The Blind Lane, and his works have been translated into twelve languages. He is a co-editor for Outlook Magazine and the editor of Words Surfacing. He does illustrations and sketches for various magazines.

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