A half-remembered night

A half-remembered night

Waving glow sticks, a field of stars, sophomoric,

Focused up there in the sky,

The thick clouds slammed on us, light dimmed,

Shock and then a sense of creeping dread,

Amid a collection of strangers,

Air snakes through narrow lanes, teenagers swear and laugh,

But down here with us all,

Turning a circle, then another in a dance form,

To commemorate totality, the folks in fancy dress

Posing clowns yet lost and alone,

as the world rolled in yet another nuclear test.

Waiting for a real, life changing magic

Against the oncoming darkness.

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About gopallahiri

Gopal Lahiri, a bilingual poet from India, has been writing poetry for more than twenty years. He has had five poetry collections in Bengali (mother tongue) and five collections in English. His poems appeared in print and electronic publications worldwide. He is a regular contributor of poems in several poetry web sites and magazines.

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