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CONVERSATIONS

written by: Dilip Mohapatra

@dilipmo

 

You invite me home for
some long pending conversations
across the table and
over a cup of soup
that you specially prepared for me
spiced with spite in bloom
tied up in a bouquet-garni
plucked from the bitterest of herbs
that you carefully grew in
your garden
with seeds of abhorrence
that you had preserved since ages
and on which you had sprayed
the most malicious toxins
to ensure their luxuriant growth
and perpetual potency
and you generously sprinkle
the seasoning of repugnance
and serve it to me
in a heavily cracked porcelain bowl
held together with
a glue cultivated from
blood that still binds us together.

I take a sip of the soup
with a spoon made of unbaked clay
and clear my throat
to answer all your questions
but then I find my tongue rigid and brittle
and my voice gone missing
lost for ever.

Dilip Mohapatra

Dilip Mohapatra

MAY 2017 / JAN-FEB 2019 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Dilip Mohapatra (b.1950), a decorated Navy Veteran started writing poems since the seventies. His initial foray into the world of literature was through poetry workshops in college and inspirations from his teacher Jayanta Mahapatra, an acclaimed poet in contemporary English. His poems have appeared in many literary journals of repute and anthologies worldwide. Some of his poems are included in the World Poetry Yearbook, 2013 and 2014 Editions. He has six poetry collections to his credit published by Authorspress, the latest being Dewdrops of Dawns, which has received raving reviews in multiple literary journals globally.
Currently his latest, a Professional book titled Campus to Corporate which is a career navigation manual for the students aspiring for a successful corporate career and for newcomers to the industry to survive and succeed has become a best seller with more than 10000 copies sold.
He lives with his wife at Pune, India.
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