Three Poems

    By Sekhar Banerjee


    Icicles hang like fingers and knives
    from the coniferous trees, as if,
    winter has rained

    weapons and cut off hands all night
    on mountains,
    valleys and on the road to the monastery

    atop a hill in northern Bhutan
    where I am going. It seems to be an end
    of a war, somewhere, at last

    It is calm and peaceful everywhere
    I search out
    a block of ice which traps a green fern inside

    like a memory
    It reminds me of a Kim Ki Duk film
    and much more about life

    Body of an Ancient Sleep

    Fog weeds out
    tea estates and pine forests in Tindharia hills
    with a whitewash till noon

    Cart road, railway tracks,
    dark gorges, occasional vehicles,
    silent waterfalls sleep
    deep inside the folds of a double mist

    Before the fog lifts at noon,
    I find
    white crows flying, white mustard fields,
    a white church
    near some white rhododendrons;

    down the village,
    a white tractor, empty,
    heading for a white post office

    On top of the hill,
    I notice two identical houses, side by side

    All their windows and doors are closed
    Twin houses hemmed by white pine forests
    like Himalaya’s bushy eyebrows,

    A Plant-Heart

    We are happy in our secret plant ways,
    rooted to the birthplace,
    looking for the sun,

    trying to find all rhombus patterns
    and break them,
    preserving ancient moon-blotches
    on our ring-fingers and forearms

    Living an introvert person’s exciting life
    for nothing,
    We grow a deciduous forest

    in autumn
    at the back of our mind
    where oddly crimson banyan figs

    lie scattered
    throughout the summer months like multiple desires
    of a plant’s heart

    Sekhar Banerjee is a Pushcart Award nominated poet. The Fern-gatherers? Association (Red River, 2021) is his latest collection of poems. He has been published in Indian Literature, The Bitter Oleander, Ink Sweat and Tears, Muse India, Kitaab, Better Than Starbucks, Verse-Virtual, Panoply, Muse India, Bengaluru Review, Cafe Dissensus, RIC Journal,Thimble Literary Magazine, The Tiger Moth Review, The Alipore Post and elsewhere. He has a monograph on an Indo-Nepal border tribe to his credit. He lives in Kolkata, India.

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