Thursday 22 January 2015

Rocking Chair

Illustration: Bharati Varrier

Whiffs of air

whisper sweet nothings,

Life gently rocks in its chair,

A soft heave backward


to browse the distant skies,

A smooth lunge forward


into the infinite horizon,

A sharp upturn


And the world is askew,

flipped right upside down.

[First published in Walking Is Still Honest on November 27, 2014 (

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