“Still Life”
By Thomas Page Right before me there is a vase made of Glass imbued with unpotable water Criss-crossed with stems of varying widths which Are floating in a pseudo-creche, a yurt Acting as a spyglass to the other side. The flowers are every shade save blue Which blushes purple from red painted Flowers flanking the … Continue reading “Still Life”
“Whatever Brilliant Shade”
By Thomas Page Whatever brilliant shade that happens Upon a petal or blade inspires The mind’s eye to a world hued with the Intensity of everlasting springs That beget ever-knowing happiness. Nature preserved in Keats’ frieze, an urn Adorned with the ultimate perfection As gauged by an imperfect eye wishing For it to be so. … Continue reading “Whatever Brilliant Shade”
“A grass widower/lover writes”
By Sunil Sharma Even in your long absence--- I hear daily your musical voice! The multi-coloured jingle of the bangles And the silver anklets Your laughter lingers On summer nights. I smell the perfume you wear To your work daily. As I drift finally Into the land of beautiful gentle sleep After a long … Continue reading “A grass widower/lover writes”
Academy of the Heart And Mind 