What A Scenario

by Satish Verma   Oct 15, 2018


Put me through the
french knots. I am
under the gaze of
a jilted lover.

A freeze melts in
the rainbow. The dew
sits on the eyebrows
of the grass.

The spark splits
between the shadows.
Someone has hanged
himself from the window.

There was no life left
in the stump. Now
bristles will not stand
at ancient sites.

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  • 5 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    The imagery in this is so vibrant an absolutely superb piece. Certainly for me one of your best more recent pieces. Milly x