Sampurna Chattarji: Return


The rainbow arm is ready to shoot.
Ribs make way.
Into the arch pour all the viscid light.
Flexed arm at the root of suppleness.
Sea-horse hair.
Out of enormous hooves, a ringing.
Marbelling, hold your tongue.
Four craters enough for the moonbird.


Sampurna Chattarji


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