Father’s Portrait

A few feet below the billowing portrait

of his father he shifts his weight.

In the room adjacent, the hum of the guests

bristles the strands of memory and silence.


He murmurs (tells himself – “All is uttered by subconscious”), 

“Finally I become man.”


I hear him, see the teardrop pregnant with light

poured through the French window.

Future blooms as some florets in their family yard.

Future clouds the sky from the ear of the north.





Kushal Poddar
Illustration Nick Victor

Authored ‘The Circus Came To My Island’, ‘A Place For Your Ghost AnimalsUnderstanding The Neighborhood’, ‘Scratches Within’, ‘Kleptomaniac’s Book of Unoriginal Poems’, ‘Eternity Restoration Project- Selected and New Poems’ and now ‘Herding My Thoughts To The Slaughterhouse-A Prequel’ (Alien Buddha Press)


Author Page – amazon.com/author/kushalpoddar_thepoet
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