DELHI- MARCH 2014: MIHIR CHITRE
Mihir Chitre is waiting for his first book, Hyphenated, to come out of the Sahitya Akademi press. His work has featured in several national and international magazines, journals and anthologies.
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I’ll remember you
as the slow Akshardham sunset
that emptied me one final time
When you write a goodbye
with listless sunlight
on the slate of a national highway
and pull out from the drawer
of the hour this diary
fat with rancid dialogue,
confessions barbecued
on man-less JNU streets,
and the Rubik's cube
of anachronistic calendars
You bring me to the weightless static
of outer space or that
of a cheap room in Paharganj
Where the bindi stuck
on the blue-green windows
swells like a lewd story
As the night, twisted
between rum and ganja,
dies in a distant whiff
and as the world loses its balance
from crunchy chocolates
to neutron stars
You arrive in an invisible sky,
like a missing aeroplane,
and I’ll remember you, charred.
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