Loneliness Gardens Loneliness

Published by Kushal Poddar at January 24, 2024

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I should have made some tea
for you and instead, I served
loneliness in bed.
My father savoured the same
until the day he didn’t and died.
You looked at me.
I sprawl like a spoilt garden
at the estuary of spring.
My father’s seeds turn into saplings.

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Kushal Poddar

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Kushal Poddar The author of ‘Postmarked Quarantine’ has eight books to his credit. He is a journalist, father, and the editor of ‘Words Surfacing’. His works have been translated into twelve languages, published across the globe.

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