Prose & Poetry

welcome home, starling

you are safe now

wilted rose

wilted rose

some think

the day burned

the rose, some

say the night

cast it away. red

textures now are

a culmination of

purple and black.

yet how it sleeps

in a corner, with

its curled petals

and stem, ready

for its funeral to

be arranged by the

wind, how it quiets

the world (that did

not notice it bloom)

for a second even, as

they glance over at

that which remains.

 

A GREAT scholarship awardee, Sneha Subramanian Kanta is pursuing her second postgraduate degree in literature in England. Her poem 'At Dusk with the Gods' won the Alfaaz (Kalaage) prize. Untold stories of refugees, writing from the margins and postcolonial literatures are causes that resonate. Her work is forthcoming in AMP Hofstra University's digilit magazine, Dialog Journal, Madcap Review, Otoliths and elsewhere.
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