LOVE
When I asked what love was, I heard this reply: “Love is someone better who makes us cry. Love is the end before the end—the end in which we die. Love is the intensity of the melody of the song So we...
View ArticleANGRY AND FAT
You once loved with all your being A guy who loved you, And all that guy was seeing Was everything that guy knew, And what he was seeing was you. When we really love, the love tries to go through The...
View ArticleTHIS TRAIN
My office is this train, Squealing into Pittsburgh, again, and again. I began my Ph.D. When she stopped loving me. We had an affair; we rode the train, And hid in parks, kissing again, and again. When...
View ArticleIS JUST BEING SMART AN INSULT?
Does just being smart insult others? Unfortunately, yes. Why do you think the word “mansplaining” exists? And why do you think when any large group of people feel the same way about something, that...
View ArticleWHO IS THE GREATEST LIVING POET?
Sushmita Gupta, painter, mother, teacher, wife, was born in Kolkata. She grew up in Bhilai, a Russian-Indian steel township in central eastern India, with perpendicular roads, and large trees which...
View ArticleWHEN A NEW POEM IS ALL I HAVE THAT’S NEW
When a new poem is all I have that’s new, Depressed because the sun is setting, and the sun has set on you, Autumn in the air, and a lone bird high above, crying, Images fade, sky and sea darkening,...
View ArticleYOU HAVE TO KILL YOURSELF BEFORE YOU KILL YOURSELF
Unless you work as soon as you get out of bed, You have to kill yourself getting to your job Before you get killed by your job. Your employers, who also kill themselves, expect You dead and dead on...
View ArticleMY WISE SAYING ESCAPES ME
I forgot my wise saying. It slipped away. So! I am no longer wise. Let me write instead about this: I was wise. Because a wise saying came to me, Formed itself in my mind, Clever, original, searing,...
View ArticleWITH MY COLD GRAMMAR
With my cold grammar I build my poems; their architecture Pleases me, and when houses and cities fall, These poems will survive them all. After the kisses, and the words spoken, Comes death. But the...
View ArticleEVERYTHING YOU SAY
If beauty speaks, It speaks, and then it dies. Beauty perishes. What beauty can my poetry save? It is vanity that my poetry tries? Is beauty most serene when brave? Does the cypress apologize to the...
View ArticleI THINK I NEED TO DO SOMETHING
I think I need to do something. Escape the gravity of the rest and fly to you. As kids, my friends and I asked all the time, “What do you want to do?” To analyze this phrase I need to turn to the...
View ArticleRAGE
Rage that won’t abate Is partially due to love, and partially due to hate. Love and hate are always divided by a wall. Here’s the thing: the division itself is all. That’s why rage is what we see....
View ArticleYOU DON’T REMEMBER
You don’t remember the pleasure you had With me, because our behavior was bad. What we had shouldn’t have been. O timeless idea. Sin. Women are better than men; they block out The joy in the wrong,...
View ArticleIN DEFENSE OF THE GUT
The fact proves the intellectual. But in most circles, we graciously don’t press the intellectual to see how factual the fact proving the intellectual’s intellectualism is. Intellectualism implies...
View ArticleNO ONE KNOWS AND NO ONE CARES
No one knows and no one cares. They may seek with curiosity The green islands in the green sea And the one who loves is the one who stares. But no one knows and no one cares. Love is but an excuse to...
View ArticleWE SHALL REMAIN
We shall remain Where they put us, The ones who love us, The ones who know we love. There are a few who know you and I Love, and we wish to lie In bed together; they know it, Because poet to poet, We...
View ArticleTHIS GIRL FACING YOU
This girl facing you Wants to say something to you, Not like your ex, who runs away— Talk only annoys her, and she has nothing to say— But this nervous and beautiful girl Wants to, but is afraid to...
View ArticleDIONYSUS IS THE ONLY LOVER
I was bitter about the unremarkable And plain manner in which I followed rules and was glad. I dressed down or up to be successful. When someone told me they loved me, I felt slightly panicked and...
View ArticleANTI-TRUMP UNIVERSITY
Genius of the U.S is not in executives, legislatures or colleges but in the common people. —W.W. I borrowed money to attend Anti-Trump University. I read the adulterous Walt Whitman. But Whitman is...
View ArticleLIFE ECLIPSES LIFE
Life eclipses life, the solid will always Stand in the way of the solid, As I once stood in your way, blocking your view, Vast view of freedom! So many things you wanted to do! Your life was so...
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