Bringing home was what I had thought Instantly of a just opened sky of birds Froze in v-formations ,on the east side Buildings, where girl is walking jauntily. Sun water I shall mix with trees and girl And bird in the swamp pecking at plastic Bag flying in water hyacinth stuck to it Helplessly from [...]
this side of lake is colors in evening of hordes of birds around the rocks rocks are their colors, birds’ colors paddling and resting before paddling flying away from them,and to them the ripple is colors of spinning sky tree shadows , green on blue, black and dense in the core, gray to ring rocks [...]
That is when a victory music comes in waves From boxes, in parallel and standing towers Their faces black and square and facing trees And clouds in sedation with solar necklaces On chests, breathing out rings of winter steam. That is when a river shivers on its silken sands On a cold morning under a [...]
Monkeying at sun Kid in monkey cap Monkey-claps at rising Winter sun. Smoke signals to sun Man in lungi Sends smoke rings to sun Winter is already here. Baptism by fire Baptist church there says Bear fruits of repentance Look at the red fruit in sky. Monsoon woes The mongrel wags tail Not at the [...]
At seven,we thought we had seen the moon From the roof, in the waving coconut leaves. Actually the chair we sat on was a blue moon Inciting these moon thoughts in early nights. In point of fact the moon was just a light bulb Lying on the distant roof, beyond the station. Every coconut has [...]
River steps are wet with village women’s baths. A golden sunlight floods their mornings in boats Leaving early for mountains on wrinkled rivers. Giant banyans greet them from the other bank Spreading their shadows of hair on the blue sky. Mornings are for sun, palms cupped with water Looking the sun in the eye, lips [...]
Rain in the afternoon makes less noise On a napping mind, more on a dulled skin The way it tickles it by the wind from trees And comes in instalments like crow-caws And rice poundings in neighbour houses. Half -awake eyes are shut in old thoughts As certain rain of day and sun on the [...]
In the river, you look up from the waters, And see the wind walking down calmly From the hills that have holes at the top. On your feet, if joined in a lotus posture At the river’s bottom, the wind will push Through currents smelling of the far hills. Your face can smell the wind [...]
From trees, on a gentle wind from the hills A new light shall fall on the fluff of marigold Its petals scattered for bees to tempt smells On antenna of viscous honey, pollen of love. The larvae are growing as luminescent dust In beams of light that travel down from the roof In chinks of [...]
What came to the mind was a mere brick wall In several squares of thought, a soft wind Buffeting the creepers flying on its holes And moss of history faded into black night. The busy brown ants were not left far behind. If it was words of bricks we might build it In its brown [...]
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