Saturday, 1 March 2014


the moon has sucked its belly in
a wisp of white thread and thin
did you look up at it in the sky
and for just a moment imagine

the same splash of space as I did
like a silent sigh of sound, fluid,
invisible, feather-cool and dry,
a grain of rice carved slow and languid.


  1. wow :)
    the moon never ceases to be a source of constant inspiration for us. this one is beautiful :)

  2. True, and the fascination begins right from babyhood.. :)


Thank you for stopping by! If you are here from the A-Z, please leave me your link. A clicky link would be super, but just your url pasted in will do fine too. Just please, please, don't leave me to figure things out from a Google profile! :-)