Taposh Chakravorty Poems

It is true:
all bits were heedless, one time things;
a catching up at the end,
some sort of a reckoning,
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This world ended the first time
when your school friend left town,
leaving you bereft, shocked
that the universe was flawed.
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The first thing I do in winter mornings
is to wear woolen socks and cap;
in summer, a cold bath.
My mother is dead,
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Affluent mothers
now past their own rapids
are cheerful;
their groomed daughters,
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That for some years in April
I linger on trees with new leaves
in clear April skies,
I had put down to my advancing years;
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