the morning fog belongs to whoever that sings to it
Author: Elancharan இளஞ்சேரன்
Elancharan Gunasekaran is a multidisciplinary artist and poet. He has a strange love for all things poetical and Sci-Fi. A winner of the Montblanc X Esquire Six-word Story prize 2017. His latest publications are Superatomicluminal (Hesterglock Press), Gods of the Gonzo (Analog Submission Press) and The Cosmosnaut Manifesto (UndergroundBooks).
harvest altar: a hand shaped wooden bowl with incense lit beneath a luscious and wild tree
the evening mist settles with unearthly grace atop the hill home of furred gods
to each terror of the night I say: fly north and you’ll find death
moonless sky: the scent of distant rain disrupts the dream
the warmth is hunted to the edges of the horizon by a wraithlike cold
curtains open to birdsong insinuating the quietude and creeping grey
silence and stillness hand in hand
a fallen forked twig gives you a choice between destinies
only visible in dew: the quiet paths tread by small folk
elancharan gunasekaran 