“Unlocking the Layers of Emotion: Aroop Mitra’s Captivating Poem ‘Image’ Reveals What Lies Beneath”
my palms face you
imitating those saints
in byzantine icons
the image raises
its right palm
not i
(but i-image)
darkness swamps
images
converges under
water
cover
my right it’s left
my crooked he’s
a crook
