Eyestorms, Poems of Gwalior

July 27, 2010
Amitabh Mitra


sardar shitole's place
was the last to be ransacked
by a sudden gusto of time
creepers ran taking over a ruinous
i didn't
even when you had left
its just a matter of moments
you said
stones only remember
the violence
of eye storms.

Poem and Watercolor by Amitabh Mitra

An orthopaedic surgeon in a busy hospital in East London, South Africa, I actually belong to Gwalior, Madhya Pradesh, its long summers and hectic politics. I edit a print poetry journal called 'A Hudson View', a journal on African arts called 'Inyathi' and dream of going back to Gwalior. My blog on South African Arts is http://www.amitabhmitra.blogspot.com/
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