the old pond guards a secret spot just for dragonflies to spit their fire
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).
first contact: the moon shies away from the teeth of tide
autumn: a hint of pale mornings on lips
the dark before: shadows graze closest to dawn
the house grows soft with yearning long after warm bodies have left
petals released from a bridge carries summer downstream
we thank the shadows for nights past for beginning the day
the world waits while the waterhen crosses the quiet old pond
first downpour in weeks: oh imagine the body’s delight
late into the day: morning’s thunder we carry deep in our pockets