IN THE GALLERY Poem by Sukrita Paul Kumar

Steel shadows
Fluid contours

Passing into

Darkness
Within and without

…………

Souls wrapped in gunny bags
Stiff creases and starched stitches

Headless bodies
Regimented in rows
Chests waiting for bullets

Nature's finishing touches.

………..

They are
"Coming and Going Pieces"
of art
She said,
created
Out of live tree trunks

Always in transition
Always waiting for
Something to happen

A withering or a blossoming

the skyscrapers of Hong Kong

opaque in the abstraction of nature.