Written by: Ramesh Anand

winter dawn
a patch of clouds
blossom a bare tree

holding on 
with what she left behind  
winter moon

winter rain 
the urge to feel
the newborn

full moon
winter’s stillness
in a soap bubble

uphill walking
she takes me into
winter clouds

winter deepens . . .
lungi shivering on
the beggar's face

on the rock . . .
the descent of water ends
winter's loneliness	

winter twilight
homing mynahs
over my backstroke