The Well

After the drought
the well fills fast.
Someday there may be birds
that sit at the edges,
sating their thirst.
They will sing sublime melodies
and moonlight will skate gently
along the borders, skim away in
laughing ripples.
It will make a million romantic metaphors.
Maidens will draw water and
lovers will look into its depths,
contemplating a happily ever after.
For now, slime fills the well;
undoes all attempts at habitation
or happy frog croaks.
Instead, the sun disappears
in its muddy embrace-
For now, the well fills and fills
Each gush leaden, each pore miasmic
The village wonders,
will there ever be cleansing
drought again?

 

 

About the Poet:  An MA from Kings College, London, Aparna Sanyal is a writer, theatre producer, and award winning furniture designer. A popular Spoken Word poet, she performs at events across venues in India. Her page poetry has appeared/ is forthcoming in Autumn Sky Poetry Daily, Leaves of Ink, Anapest- The Paragon Journal, Duane’s Poetree, A Writer’s Haven blog, et al.  She lives with her 3-year-old son and husband in Pune, India.  https://www.facebook.com/aparna.upadhyayasanyal

 

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