Wednesday, September 07, 2016

A Lazy Summer Afternoon

The Bangalore Poetry Festival released an anthology of poems from contributing poets who made the cut. Glad to get my first publication as a Bangalore poet after doing it in Seattle.

Here's the poem in question.

A Lazy Summer Afternoon


Our willowy fingers traced 
the shapes of clouds.
 
One was a face, the other a ship, 
a third an army in disarray
 
One was shaped like the memory we were making, 
two clouds floating on grass, 
dew kissing their tingly feet.

2 comments:

Vidya said...

"One was shaped like the memory we were making, " - I absolutely adore this line. Congrats!

Parth said...

@Vidya: Thanks much. Glad you enjoyed it!