At the V&A
October 29, 2011
Some times the echo
between stones worn smooth by memories
brings widowed syllables,
like crumbs from the table
of people
who still enjoy a joke
while Kali dances still
safe her containment chamber
Don't shout, you'll wake
Some times the echo
between stones worn smooth by memories
brings widowed syllables,
like crumbs from the table
of people
who still enjoy a joke
while Kali dances still
safe her containment chamber