“To the far left, above your shoulder’s gentle/curve, like golden pods, the sodium vapour/lights in the naval dockyard … And before us,/a continuous, unreal flare of fire defined/the horizon’s extremity, a stain on a brow.”

—  Amit Chaudhuri

The Steamer
St Cyril Road and Other Poems (2005)

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