“Feathers live longer,”
I whisper.
The dead bird sings once more,
one for the road.
Poems: February Witnesses Death Of The Singers
Kushal Poddar's new poem delves into the anatomy of death and glimpses of a funeral.
Poetry on loss and grief
Poetry on loss and grief
Later, at the funeral we reach
on time of the singer?
croon the composition of smoke.
The cremation looks too thronged.
The background score
drowns life.
We live one step short?
of all the promises and possibilities.
The gathering shushes me,
and I nod;
I have been loquacious
in the company of the bird
no more;?
nevermore; never enough.
?
(Kushal Poddar is an author and a father, former editor of Words Surfacing. He has authored eight books, and his works have been translated into eleven languages. He tweets at @Kushalpoe. Views expressed in this article are personal and may not necessarily reflect the views of Outlook Magazine)
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