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Cyclone Tauktae

Dr. Sangeeta sees Cyclone Tauktae mourning for the Corona deaths, a poetic symbolism, woven into this poem of suffering. An exclusive for Different Truths. 

Tauktae mourned throughout night
Its constant wheezing, whirring,
Hissing, violent winds like an army
Banged the doors and barged the windows pugnaciously
 
Close at the heels of Corona,
The omnipresent and ominous weeping winds
Seemed to be mourning and grieving over the passing away of the multitudes
Who died like flies during this ghastly pandemic
 
The stormy winds growled, whistled, snarled and looked directly into the eyes
Of the callous Corona as if to scare the virus out of this world
It grieved, it lamented,
It intimidated and attempted to supersede
And overpower the evil virus with its fury!

Visual by Different Truths

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Dr. Sangeeta Sharma
Dr. Sangeeta Sharma, a Toronto-based academic, is the Senior Editor of Setu, a bilingual, international peer-reviewed journal and former head, English, in a degree college affiliated to the University of Mumbai. She has authored a book on Arthur Miller, two collections of poems, edited six anthologies on poetry, fiction, and criticism (solo and joint) and two workbooks on communication. Currently, she hosts Setu’s Limited Video Series of Literary and Critical Conversations available on YouTube.

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