Even Dust Cannot Be Ignored
With a scentless smell of its own
dust has a lugubrious tenacity
to spread and settle in everything
after dusting, brushing and cleaning
as if coming back from infinity
even when washed with water
yet no dust that gathered
in the surroundings
of our great grandmother at her old home
is seen anywhere today
the twenty-fourth May, 2020
in our ambience;
no dust can be identified
yet the dust has a dignified role
to play in our life
with its own characteristic tale to bewitch;
no dust can be held fixed in a place
as it evaporates, vanishes or simply evades us.
Copyright © Aju Mukhopadhyay | Year Posted 2020
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