In Memoriam – Jayanta Mahapatra, by Sukrita Paul Kumar
Rooted in Odia soil yet boundless in reach โ Sukrita Paul Kumar…
Read more โMountain's blind turn, abyss awaits. Spirit soars to ancestors, a kite claims the empty shell.
Another sharp edge
Around the mountain
A blind turn,
Should I pause, look out?
Or rush through, and
Risk dropping
into the deep valley,
lose my life?
But I know
Around the corner
As I cross the border
Between here and there
Iโll fly
Over the horizon
Join my ancestors
In the milky way
A thieving kite
Will swoop down
Pick the carcass
and feed her babies.