Loss
by Sekhar Banerjee / April 26th, 2020
Beyond sanitation, I look at the tendencies
of being alone
It has a claim
over small, household things
Dogs barking in the park, babies laugh
I know
There is a red swing
with nobody on it
Now there is no origin
It is calm here in my room
Broken lines on the wall
A dead scream in the glass
An old, unceremonious spot
on my quarantine shirt collar
I sense loss
Sekhar Banerjee is a bilingual poet. He has three collections of poems and a monograph on an Indo-Nepal border tribe to his credit. His poems in English have been published in some of the major literary journals in India and abroad . Lately, he has been selected as the Author of the Month by Setu - a bilingual monthly journal published from Pittsburgh , USA.
Read other articles by Sekhar.
This article was posted on Sunday, April 26th, 2020 at 8:01am and is filed under Poetry.