April and My Plastic Sunflowers

Poetry
Sonnet Mondal


Photo Credit: Christopher/Flickr (CC-by-nc)

Photo Credit: Christopher/Flickr (CC-by-nc)

The four plastic sunflowers in my bedroom-
The way they swayed in the ceiling fan’s air
Were the functional-year-long-April for me.

Fallen twigs of meditating winter
And the deadwood sanity of their roughness;
The begging deserts of the patient summer
And the coarseness of their ravaged mirages;
The thin tune of the nostalgic autumn
And the restlessness of their alcoholic breezes;

Were never like fresh seasonal fruits to me
For I had the functional-year-long-April in my bedroom:
Those four plastic sunflowers.

My newly married and divorced wife
Ended the perpetual April in my room
By demanding those yellow sunflowers
In the package of reparation.

It was four seasons ago and the spring of April
Now seems to be a creepy plastic serpent
Irresistibly insidious in its illusory cruelty
as my new girlfriend from the same city
Talked of bringing new plastic flowers in my room.

pencilSonnet Mondal is an Indian poet and the founder of The Enchanting Verses Literary Review.  He has authored eight books of poetry, the latest being Ink and Line (Authorspress, India). He has represented India at the historical Struga Poetry Evenings, Macedonia in 2014, the Uskudar International Poetry Festival, Istanbul (organized by the Government of Turkey) in 2015 and will be representing India at International Poetry Festival of Granada, Nicaragua in 2016. His works have been included in The Mcneese Review (Mcneese State University), Common Ground Review (Western New England University), The Sheepshead Review (University of Wisconsin, Green Bay), The Penguin Review (Youngstown State University), Two Thirds North (Stockholm University), Nth Position and Connotation Press among others. Email: sonnetnationalpoet[at]poetic.com

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