CREATIVE Manash Bhattacharjee

NWR Issue 101

A Shard of Memory

For Seamus Heaney

In your poems you were
I and I were you, as if I
Were playing a game with
You and you pretended
To believe there were two

From your fingers sprang
God and farmer alike
Wearing the same clothes;
Often a murder cast
Its shadow on your drink

When you spoke of love
I raised my ears to hear what
You left unsaid beyond
A sound of metal, or a frosted
Road or a stabbed fruit

You soaked words
In memory of soil
You left the spade
To call it by name
You wrote English
With an Irish heart.

Manash Bhattacharjee is a poet and a political science scholar from New Delhi, India, and his first collection of poetry is soon to be published by The London Magazine.


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