About the poet: Nikita Parik is a 22 year old poet from Calcutta, India. She holds a Bachelors degree in English and a Masters degree in Linguistics from the University of Calcutta. Her works have appeared in The Voices, Femficatio, TheCommonlineJournal, Blackmail Press, Contemporary Literary Review India (CLRI), eFiction India, A Billion Stories, Ann Arbor Review: An International Journal Of Poetry, Open Road Review Literary Magazine, Shot Glass Journal,Aainanagar, and others.
On red-eyed university summers,
The broken Radhachura petals from
The lane overlooking Centenary building
Fly across guilty noonnaps, phosphenous blindness,
And their dull fated in-between-ness,
(Much like half-baked poems
scurrying in and out of consciousness),
Before being lulled by the passive joint fumes
Into drowsy summer dreams where
Their yellowness makes hot, hot love
To the sea of
yellow taxis and cheap second-hand bookcovers
outside dusty magical boi-er-dokaans.
On such passively pretty university summers,
When the world stands still,
I wonder If you will
say, twenty years hence,
That kalboishakh from years ago
when, at Maidan, we’d smoked one together
In turns (my first!)…
….(and the world had stood still).