by Tapabrata Mukherjee
Fly
far
as long you can, and
your wings shed languor
Then
A turn
Nowhere to run
And a Nun
Will see you around the corner
And be your Shepherdess –
Behold
Your cup’s overflowing
Trickling
Into hers…
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Tapabrata Mukherjee
Last updated February 19, 2025