Poems and Poetry

Swirl | A Poem by Ananya S. Guha

Swirl
in the whirl
rabbit is coming,
hop stars and all
hop the jump,
there are little stars in your
eyes, the benighted dog howls, addressing the full moon
rabbit is arriving, this man is ploughing land,
another is raking blood.



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