Friday, October 23, 2009
Mdantsane Trains
mdantsane trains goes to east london
and comes back
between streets shacks and a solitary sky
people go to work
people come back home
their loneliness blossoms
within the train
amidst daily familiarity
there is nothing beyond
each other’s eyes
there is nothing
when we reach home.
Poem and Watercolor by Amitabh Mitra
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