with acknowledgement to “Romance Sonambulo” by Lorca
butterflies soaring in sweet lethargy waltz themselves off the eyes of a rose lipped mermaid
she thought waters paint the rhubarb sky for an endless time & the cluster of berries drop at the break of a rainbow like a lullaby, & not like the filaments of blood of her lover
one who would muse at the gypsy moon rooted between her ribs & lament : “green, how i want you green”
wars slide across the ballads that cannot last the vacant place of the moorings that float
only as a somnambulist he can wake up again convinced that drawing crosses under the moving stars feels like a tender transcendence never to be separated from her flesh
Debasis Mukhopadhyay lives & writes in Montreal, Canada. His poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Posit, The Curly Mind, Yellow Chair Review, I am not a silent poet, New Verse News, The Skinny Poetry Journal, Mannequin Haüs, Thirteen Myna Birds, Of/With, Scarlet Leaf Review, With Painted Words, Algebra of Owls, Whale Road Review, and elsewhere. His work has been nominated for the Best of the Net.