Filed in Gather Writing Essential by on October 16, 2008 0 Comments


(To Alison H. and her sweaters)

Fog is engulfing some

and then emitting some

of her image. A sweater.

Coming close you can see

the patterns, the sketch of

mountains, a flat valley,

gray clouds moving over

Scandinavian lands,

the ash of flying dream

is spreading over the

ol'legend of shadowy

ladies. The knitted world

of colors rise clearly

amid mist only to

evaporate shortly.

Fog smears the portrait

of a lady with hues

of Scandinavia

as her wrap. The morning

is wearing off. Jog back.

The park of a city

remains there soaking

the memories of a

short trip to exotic. 


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loves to write and read, dies to have your friendship.Here is my short bio:Kushal Poddar (1977- ) resides in the city of Kolkata, in the state of West Bengal, India. He began writing poems at the age of six in his vernacular Bengali. He begins pr

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