the hand that holds a blade of pale wind to the koel’s throat
Tag: senryu
this night like no other invading the premises of this frail flesh
dreams of a shadow feeding a parrot grey as the overcast autumn sky
tremors on stage my bad just ants marching
autumn’s crescent smiles where you stand
describe autumn: cold fires
autumn the drizzle stopped midway to dream
autumn the thunderstorm a glimpse of bombs dropping in paradise
flash frozen flesh the blackout after the thunder
the storm pours herself into the empty spaces filling it with rage
elancharan gunasekaran 