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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


Aparna Pathak is from India . Her work appears in Poetry Life and Times (Spain), Reflections(UK), Negative Suck(Atlanta), Poetry 24(UK) Rolling Thunder Press(UK), Blue Cygnus(India), Earthen Lamp Journal (India)and Creatrix - A Journal of poetry and haiku, by WA poets Inc. (Australia), Lost Tower Publication(UK), Silver Birch Press ( US), The Heron's Nest (US) and various anthologies . One of her poem has been awarded the commendation of "Highly Commended" in the Poem of the Year Category of the Destiny Poets' International Community of Poets ICOP Awards 2012 .

Aparna Pathak


And she sings the same song again

Under the lamp post
where there is no house;
she has a home.

Her forefinger often draws
a swastika on ash that rests
in the quiet hearth.

The earthen pot placed besides it
waits for a day.

She ignores the parade that passes by
shouting slogans for the forthcoming election.

Unfolding the half eaten foiled bread
she gives it to her son to nosh and sings,

"Look at the uncle moon in the sky!
Tomorrow he will bring us packs of pies and fries.
We'll fill our stomachs up to our throats then;
before the minaret can strike ten."