Early morning, jazz

     1.  <Baker Street>
Early morning perfect sun
Upon the quiet neighbourhood.
Everything’s just like it should be
But for the sadness Chet Baker brings
In black and white,
Sometimes blue
That takes me to places,
Fading traces of you.
2. <After Pujo>

Leaves move gently
Against the autumn sun
Splitting it into uneven pieces
Through the space between
Sleeping apartments and cars
Parked beside the no parking sign.
The telephone wires crisscross
Above the roofs and railings.
The streets are empty,
The festivities are over,
The noise is gone.

3. <Bitter than Coffee>

No birds singing
No breeze blowing
No, I am not aching
In this blue and white morning
The clarinet knows:
The staleness of my words
The aftertaste of cheap cigarettes
The gloom of dull money plants
The restlessness of absent ashtrays.
Free as a doubt
This subconscious reality
A momentary flake of death
When you hold your smoke too long
Only to exhale time
Closing your eyes
Just for a while.

Goirick Brahmachari’s debut collection of poems, For the Love of Pork (Les Editions du Zaporogue, Denmark) won the Muse India – Satish Verma Young Writer Award (Poetry) 2016. He is also the winner of the Srinivas Rayaprol Poetry Prize, 2016. Other collections of verses by Brahmachari include joining the dots, 2016, Wet Radio and Other Poems, 2017 and A Broken Exit, 2019. He is currently working on two collaborative volume of verses titled The Nightwalkers along with Debarshi Mitra and Non Tribal/ Tribal with Avner Pariat. His poems and essays have appeared in various journals, magazines, blogs and pamphlets.