Lopamudra SharmaScheherazade will narrate another story in quarantineYour moccasins Sneeze---- I dust the vase My grandmother Couldn’t While she lived With one tooth And the only one story She would tell…Mar 24, 2020Mar 24, 2020
Lopamudra SharmaWill you do politics tonight?I can court a tornado Under a blue sky As I pretend to be Mononoke Or her shadow (I dunk her shadow In my black tea sometimes.) And sit…Mar 15, 2020Mar 15, 2020
Lopamudra SharmaI was a work in progress that eveningI lamented the rough bamboo pillars Holding the tin-roofed shanty Like a tired lover Their windswept bristles protruding Audacious like a…Nov 17, 2019Nov 17, 2019
Lopamudra SharmaMy almost-memories of Miss PadminiMy first memory of Miss Padmini, as I came to call her later, was when I saw her leaning against our classroom window, chuckling, and…Nov 4, 2019Nov 4, 2019
Lopamudra SharmaA helicopter flew too close to my head one dayOne day a helicopterJul 10, 2019Jul 10, 2019
Lopamudra SharmaPrivate affairsIt takes a while to speculate About the private madness Reddening the corners of ears Infecting warts under absent lips Drilling holes on…Jan 6, 2019Jan 6, 2019
Lopamudra SharmaA pair of scissorsI had a thought, a part of which tilted towards another dimension. It was a straight line, with a bent top, like my grandmother’s walking…Jun 29, 2018Jun 29, 2018
Lopamudra SharmaPIN : 784150Under the bedsheet and years of love For potholes and early mornings When the sidewalk softly trembled As a truck turns a bit to the left…Jun 16, 2018Jun 16, 2018
