(Art poem) In The Line Of Divinity by Kushal Poddar

Her eyes belong to the god of green,

And every time she blinks the hue pinned

Inside pierces her iris. Her hands,

However, work for the god of metal.

His ribcage slides ahead

Down the assembly-line.

Now and then she loves to rub her Gods

Together, always resulting in

Red eyes. Do you notice how your lights

Tend to turn green, remembered with eyes closed?

An ancient drop of ink becomes red?

They left her the world in that testament.

And a mower rusting in the grass,

A shovel aplomb near the fountain,

A gnome asleep below the window.


Artwork by Kushal Poddar
Artwork by Kushal Poddar

Meet Mago Contributor, Kushal Poddar.

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Reblogged this on Donna J. Snyder, Poet and commented:
Another poem from Kushal Poddar at Return to Mago!

Julie Kim Shavin

Oh – this is amazing!!!! The poem as well as the artwork!!! Thanks for sharing!


Thank you, Julie! I’m so pleased to present Kushal’s poetry and art as part of the Return to Mago editor collective.


Beautiful poem and art from Kushal Poddar. Thank you, Sistren.

B. Maat
B. Maat

Is this a poem? or has some rare elixir been spilt upon the breath…I spin, my fingertips on fire.

Extant metallic exquisite.