A Human Image

The city wakes up from nightmares of the day before

To new hopes rising from steaming teacups

And a desperate search for Utopian promises

In crisp unfurled newspapers.

Children polished and bathed

In starched school uniforms

Walk in two’s and four’s

Through the iron gates of paradise.

A mad rush and haste to reach work on time

Is rudely stalled by a rally

Or a bus that has overturned.

Patience is the name of the game you say,

And, you wait.

A little boy with myriad flowers

Raps at the window.

Bare-bodied and frayed shorts

Eyes gleaming like the flowers in hand

Ten rupees for two bunches Sir.

You look away, as you see

A hearse entering the cemetery

And men with downcast eyes

Carrying gleaming fresh flowers

In their hands.

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About Madhumita Ghosh

Studied at Jadavpur University, Calcutta, India. M.A. M.Phil Ph.D in English. Associate Professor in a degree college affiliated to Calcutta university. Love reading, writing poems and short stories. Translation is another passion Have translated English Romantic poetry to Bengali and Tagore poems to English.

2 thoughts on “A Human Image

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    I recognise quite a lot of visual imagery,the kind a viewer tuning into BBC world news footage would momentarily register behind the reporter in the quotidian tableau of what for the viewer is a strange and distant land.Which in reality it isn’t and never was.But that is how such images are commodified and consumed in Britain via the media.The brutal dichotomy revealed between the polished and bathed children in starched uniforms as opposed to the ragged little boy selling flowers.And yet it is that little boy who renders a service by selling flowers to the mourners,which is poignant.

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