Poetry of the day

Easy Theory


As the school bus drives off

taking away her child, she pauses

seeing the trees waving in the breeze,

the leaves green again

and another season already arrived

before walking back to her day.

While leaving a town for good

from the taxi on the way

to the railway station , we see

the actual city we were

blindly living in for years .

That homes , lives , are not in fact

for heedless sleep and dreams ;

that they too are things glimpsed

while transiting from other

unseen positions

is an easy theory that has been

around for some time .

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About ctaposh

Cartoonist, poet, social activist, development banker, documentary filmmaker, reader of books and realities, ponderer of questions milling around.
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