Untitled
* I am re-posting this old post due to change of email account. *
When Tara asked us -
with her eyes closed -
our eyes to close;
to put one hand on our belly and the other on our heart,
I wondered why the left hand went down
and the right one arose
until after a few minutes,
when it felt kind of like an embrace.
That’s what it was about, I suppose.
At least that's what the arms chose.
with her eyes closed -
our eyes to close;
to put one hand on our belly and the other on our heart,
I wondered why the left hand went down
and the right one arose
until after a few minutes,
when it felt kind of like an embrace.
That’s what it was about, I suppose.
At least that's what the arms chose.
© Mukta Asnikar
This poem got published in the December 2022 issue of the 'Doublespeak' magazine: https://dsmag.in/2022/12/28/mukta-ansikars-untitled-poem/
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