Three Poems By Sneha S. Kanta

A GREAT scholarship awardee, Sneha Subramanian Kanta is pursuing her second postgraduate degree in England. A dedicated scholar of postcolonial literature, her work is forthcoming in Diaphanous Press, Shot Glass Journal, Brickplight and elsewhere.

Immigrant Lineage
 
I was Ahilya
standing by the Jhelum
out-stretched were landscapes
of shikaras and
a forlorn post office.
 
Nobody has come here
since many yesterdays
the two rupee note is
archaic, and safely ignored.
 
Baba tells me this is kalyug –
saints won’t open their eyes,
nor will the world resurrect;
while I play with a white dove.

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