Hibernaculum

  is where the sea meets the sun where I often go for a quiet run just beyond the crowd, on stone or sand is it fairy land, or a corner of Bandstand?… Continue reading →

Since Twenty

  it has been a while since twenty, when you yourself ,you thought already a man thin, like the coat letting cold chill in you were rash, a heart heartily glad   now… Continue reading →

Bury In Snow

  your time will come when it will come behold patiently cushion up don’t tumble off the wires spread at ease as if in sleep, patiently freeze let winters set kindly hold pen… Continue reading →

Distance

makes letters go sour leafs’ colour changes into flower over time distance advances two lengths post box communication reclaims telephone distance makes appearances be just one of the many at the bar face… Continue reading →

[ तुम्हारा दिल साथ मेरे मैं लिए चला ( रख उसे ] – इ इ कम्मिंग्स

tr. from E E Cummings’  [i carry your heart with me (i carry it in] तुम्हारा दिल साथ मेरे मैं लिए चला (रख उसे दिल में मेरे) मैं हूँ बग़ैर कभी उसके नहीं (कहीं… Continue reading →

What of this heart

I know this character called brain somewhere she illustrates her train of thought   but, what of this heart, i hear somehow unearthed in a tear falling by the wayside