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Contents: Poetry and the City (Issue 60)

Contents: Poetry and the City (Issue 60)

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Contributors

Contributors

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Editor’s Note: Poetry and the City

By Sayan Aich Bhowmik
Not only do we have poets addressing the glitz and glamour and the neon-lit airspace of the cities, we also have poignant expressions of the loneliness and the solitude that such a life brings with it.

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The City Never Sleeps

By Ritoshree Chatterjee
Neon-signs, parrot-green prostitutes rise –
Office-cubicles, ghosts, dust, skyscrapers rise 
Mud-jargons, brittle-boned city-slickers rise 
Only our shadows shorten each day.

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Exit Route

By Amit Ranjan
I had wished this curved road may manifest often
To fly through my exclusive clouds
And so it did, with elephants in the sky
And unearthly sunsets
And I exited completely once to swallow
An ocean whole.

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This is a Dying Street

By Malini Bhattacharya
Six days’ pounding
And the house is dust
A farrago of wood bits and metal

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Counting Breath

By Bhaswati Ghosh
Once, during August afternoons,
when monsoon licked the
city's streets silver, the air
danced wearing jamun 
ittr.

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Parikrama

By Abhay K
I sense your changing mood,
your lingering lust
for blood and wealth,
and your deadliest addiction—

power.

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Bahadur Shah Zafar Marg

By Maaz Bin Bilal
Opposite the college stands in the middle of the street, a monument unremarked, unnoticed, unremarkable, unglanced. Colloquially called Khooni Darwaza, the Bloody Gate

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Bahiragata

By Sumana Roy
I’ve watched you like I have this city –
like a mason without a job,
pairing without repairing,
knowing that I was only
laying roads on water.

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Ruins of the Metropolis

By Aditi Dhabe
And it’s quiet,
a thumping of sorts.
A man stands outside a shop window and I bang open my apartment.

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Withdrawal

By Aekta Khubchandani
Smoke, and you’re full of sweat
and haze, only washing hands
in cold water is real. You feel like fireworks
on a cold night in Manhattan.

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Monsoon at College Street

By Mandira Mitra
An
Hour long shower has turned thoroughfares
To estuaries coursing around narrow lanes, behind
A synagogue of dreams.

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