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Pabitra Mukhopadhyay


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What is your poetry?

Poetry communicates what nothing other than poetry can. We all have those unspoken stories, the resounding silence and the brilliance of darkness that defy the structures of prose. Some of us can have poetry to speak for us, like Suheir does. Some of us do not have it and read it to know that someone else has spoken for us.

Leonard Cohen said, 'Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.'

How well is your life burning? How much ash did it gather? What is your poetry?

Dedicated to my TED friend Jim Moonan.


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    May 31 2013: The city is in ruins
    The ashes fall like snow
    The survivors look for an escape
    But there is nowhere to go

    From the toppled skyscrapers
    To the underground subway
    We wish it was better
    No rain will wash it away

    Our life here is hard
    There isn't much to eat
    The ruined structures hardly provide shelter
    For our people to sleep

    I put on my coat, load my rifle
    And crack open the vault door
    The cool night air greets me
    The wasteland implores

    Out in the darkness
    The scavengers lie in wait
    Their eyes glow from the moonlight
    Bringing with them, ill fate

    I slowly close the heavy vault
    poise my rifle, prepared to fight
    This is Metro, the ruined city
    And this is my last night...

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