Two Poems: Purnendu Pattrea

The Letters

The letters came together
Yours and the income-tax one
Both contained demands
Down to the last penny

I’ve paid the tax dues

Learning I have to bring you a red lotus
I woke the stars from their slumber
And said, make the blood-knife even sharper

* * *


You touched me
My body got the sun it loves
The joy of sensing
The return of all that the fog
Had swept away
Has made me a blue bird

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