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an almost sestina lente

by Mike Dickman   today is the spring festival of poetry: the moon is on the wane and I’ve not done much with the day at all: slept with the cat, played a little music, translated a bit, cooked, and

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Poems by S Chandramohan

Caste in a local train Caste in a local train can be deceptive Like the soul of a Pakistani fast bowler Camouflaged in a three piece suit And anglicized accent. Though seated opposite me I can feel him charging on

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