Blind light of afternoon in the hands of a child sharp ragged mirror of impish delight
afternoon light
shining glittering mesmerizing aiming rainbow darts at the bulls eye lips sucked by
late summer blur
lower teeth in concentration as eyes follow eyes shutting twisting wincing against
the glare in a tango of unrehearsed movement against a blue screen stretching from
melt shimmer sizzle hiss
one end of the sky to another cloud free and without any sign of rain or shade
tar tread barefoot street
completely devoid of shadow as you and I are made to dance much against our
upon the coal-simmering mind of yours
whim but nevertheless in rhythm yours mine ours the steps weaving in and out of
exhaustion even as the child twirled and warbled like a bird of mirth disdainfully
[shadowless fakira]
tossing back the long jet black strands of hair from his eyes in a gesture of extreme
remember the sun
dexterity calculated to raise an admiring laugh from the sun and the sky and the
about to shed its skin
piece of mirror he had made his weapon for the day
Child바카라™s play
(Naveen Kishore is the founder of the independent Indian publishing house Seagull Books.)
