Her white-washed house,on the town’s edge ,
Was warm and luminous in the evenings
Her window-shades hosted dancing phantoms.
The hibiscus tree in her backyard yielded
Deep dark red flowers meant for worship.
She complained of green snakes ,now and then,
These green snakes,they do not harm.
Children played in the compound,collecting
Warm twigs for the ensuing festival bonfire
During the festival , colorfully [...]
Archive for March 10th, 2008
10 Mar
The other woman
10 Mar
The cherub in inverted spectacles
The portly gentleman looked at himself
In the bathroom mirror and smirked.
In the shrill voice of his childhood
He made some really funny noises
Which yuckily merged in cistern sounds.
He tried to think simple like child
He will go out and pick some berries-
Bleeding berries from the red mountain
But mother says Banti it is sleep-time
Will you now [...]
