RIPPLES AND BUBBLES
by 'Rishi'
(Latha Ramakrishnan)
METAMORPHOSIS
Poems say nothing
Unless the reader becomes the poet
SYNOPSIS
Words in a poem are but
thorns and flowers in a jungle divine.
REALIZATION
Claps, applause _ can they
ever equal the joy of creating?
EXERCIZE
I walk along the vast expanse of
evergreen infinity of the world within.
PRAYER
Let me be wide awake in a
Dreamless full-throated sleep tonight.
‘rishi’ (Latha Ramakrishnan)
(from the poemvolume
‘THE RAIN BEYOND & OTHER POEMS)
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