![]() ÉmigréA Poem by Satish Verma![]() It was not mental, when you said,![]()
It was not mental,
when you said, ― in solstice, the body and the physics of ashes become one, the duality is lost and indentation removed. This fall it was a freak weather. The tangerines are covered with accusing ice. The insomnia has set in the trees. No body was sleeping in gray. Do not forget the prayer. Retroactivily you can be pardoned. © 2018 Satish Verma |
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