27Dec 2020 Debarshi Mitra

Elusion

At my window sill is where the pigeons perch at the onset of twilight. Under their wings, at a distance, I see the city and the hills beyond, their edges... Read More
editors note:

To get away from what gets away, make a map, let map make you. (This poem comes from Debarshi’s collection, Osmosis. Read Mike Fiorito’s review of it in What’s New today.) – mh clay

29Jan 2020 Debarshi Mitra

Soundscape

The radio melodies from vehicles stuck in traffic jams. The aluminium bowls of beggars Striking glass. The ceaseless honking and Motor engines sputtering to life. Footsteps and metal doors. Glass... Read More
editors note:

Here, hear! (We welcome Debarshi to our crazy congress of Contributing Poets with this submission. Read more of his madness on his new page – check it out.) – mh clay

10Nov 2019 Debarshi Mitra

After Dark

A halogen haze descends over the street like a thought. Every limb aches, the signboards flashing endlessly grab the ends of a city still sprinting at the speed of light,... Read More
editors note:

“…inspired by the works of William Gibson and ‘cyberpunk.'” Keep those ones and zeros flowing… – mh clay

26Aug 2019 Debarshi Mitra

www

The neighbourhood dog picks up the scent of loneliness of numbers flashing on LED screens caught in a web of an invisible spider, goldfish in a bowl never quite big... Read More
editors note:

Small bodies drawn by larger, all adrift. – mh clay