All at Once

 
Prose Poems.
Scents
One day outside the office was a Japanese lady, a visitor. She was a perfume bottle.
The Chicken Biryani, on the last day of monthly special looked eye candy with its trio of colours and had the fragrance of a perfume.
In 'Kahn', poet C K Williams, a protege of Kahn refers to his unbuilt masterworks. Will someone like Eugene Schieffelin try to build these works as restoration of the past.


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Poems from Tar