Poetry
Whose Feathers Float Aryanil Mukherjee
a complete warmth in some corner of the wood surrounds the rice-barn when the leafy hum stops, tree-spirits don't even crawl which white feathers did the forgotten nest call? one, two, three what does it search? the wooden muse? who's seen this child's mom? the maiden snow turns solid seizes our fruitful return, lowers the heat looks for specks in the thin wood's neighbors alight on their speeches, windows apple leaves beside their magnolia graves
What the Festival of Lights Means Aryanil Mukherjee
freeway-nights laden with energetic trucks three thousand butterflies asleep somewhere when they wake up, colors spill feathers fly off the wings when they circle above streaks of sky, the kite drags, withdraws quick blankies when the butterflies stream in the wake of festivals, conservatories melt instances of me left me with metamorphosed faces a pack of new instances, arrange son asked me what childhood is what the festival of light means riversides that were to stride were to make love's early pearls I walk there today: public fireworks in the background moon's icecakes erupt at morning nine when meanings cry out the festival of light
Sense of Reflection Aryanil Mukherjee
Shoulders brush the walls around dark stairs
A gentle rear-ending on the avenue
Collision begins the music
Look at the conscious stream of new generation cars
Digressions in ethnic folklore
Note the calligraphic alterations
Headless bodies in more paintings--
A face is not the only identity
Women change their walking patterns within my dreams
Their haircuts, pseudonyms, hip-plastic
Stars do the rounds while each circle bounces,
touches the bounds of dream
and gradually, transforms into an ellipse
I look at the lake, conjectural space
I turn around, think about a star's life lost in there
My sense of reflection outgrows the water.
Aryanil Mukherjee was born in Calcutta, India. He writes in both Bengali and English. His first collection of poems, The Greening Game was published in the Calcutta International Book Fair ( Spring 2000). An engineering mathematician by profession, he works and lives in Cincinnati, Ohio. Aryanil edits the only Indian poetry webzine KAURAB, online since 1998.
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