PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
Stiff Breaths! - Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
Am I only an earthquake-prone Japan?
Or only a deluge-prone Bangladesh?
Or a mischievous long highway
accident-prone too often?
Is my Pacific heart
only as good as holy hay?
Are my boozed poems
the poor scraps in some silver platters?
And my would-be poems
just some heady snorts?
I am snowed up
and the smoldering fire
in the unperturbed inside fireplace
snowballs to sweep over
all the many snowdrifts
that may stiffen me to snowy stiff.
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