Late Autumn

Written by: Ramesh Anand

Late autumn - 
Evening twilight;
The market lane
herds of shoppers,
In front of her small hut,
she lays the 
stainless steel vessels
on the mat...

She, 
her hut,
her mat,
her vessels,
her hope - 
Autumn ceasing
All over... 

Late night -
The lane deepening into 
deafening silence;
Spoon by spoon,
tiffin box by tiffin box,
plate by plate,
she carefully places them
inside the jute sack
knowing tomorrow will
dawn again.