Day of labor
First day of September, starting at a new assignment. Unfamiliar, the office, new workmates and the problems, a project to be defined. Lunch-box, commuting and finding ways to fit a […]
Category Archives: poetry
Monday Morning
The cooing of a dovepulls me from my vivid dreamsto sorrows for the world,since the dreamswill not welcome me backI leave the bedletting the floor coolthe soles of my feetwhile […]
Splendor below
Why do trees concealthe splendor of their roots? Pablo Neruda, Book of questions. In the gilded ballroomdebutants and Botox matronstwerk and twirl to catch the attention from thewhite-masked dinner-jacket-men “There […]
Open the books
The weight of the wordsin the library winonly and only when readwhen spread on the streetsfor living and dead. But when the wordsbend for the swords of the mighty.when burning […]
(Unnamed) Cherita
leaf-laden heavy canopiesshadow the sky we followour meandering footpathone final tryst Today we are trying our hands with the Cherita again at dVerse hosted By Merill. The cherita should tell […]
