The magician forgot to feed
his rabbit. The new trick revealed
a kaleidoscope of butterflies
unleashed when the magician
took off his hat to hail the newborn old.
Since we partied on yesterday’s beach,
today’s ocean washed boulders,
the butterflies fluttered to disappear
as soon as possible, and we, thinking
it as a part of the show, applauded.
The magician cried. His happiness
had the depth of the death. A friend
of the family, amateur, he stood there
on the flat rock. We thought he was
a joker now, paradigm shift in tricks.
Waves rose, washed out made up faces.
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Kushal Poddar
Picture Nick Victor
Kushal Poddar lives in Kolkata, India
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