Friday, 19. December 2008
Radhika Sleeping, Against the Snow
How soon spread the stains
Over the sidewalks of snow!
Boot marks like tracks of some
Crazed insect, and yellow dog piss,
The only color visible on this
Dusk cowled tenement street.
Radhika sleeps: another whiteout Which hides the sudden doubt Creeping into her sleeping arms, Wound around the sifting dark one: Will the morning bring radiance or Just that familiar old ache for it?
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