Ananta Madhavan


A Walk In Spring - Poem by Ananta Madhavan

Vapours hover.
Rinsed in a shower
The air is muslin.
The sky hoards mischief
For other hours.
Sunlight rains
On horses' capers;
Overhead, a shiny crucifix
Darts in and out of sight,
And then a fearsome roar
Raves in sonic pursuit.


I walk in slow iambics,
Not without a sense of surfaces,
Shaping things
Into a bas-relief,
Palpable,
And by a trick of ether
Compress the third dimension
To tactile depth -
The toy plane dinky within reach,
The formal mountain and the trees,
Stark from winter sleep,
Granulated to the touch;
Notional antennae
Stroke the tiles on the roof-tops
Like the scales of a fish,
Graded smoothness down,
Serrulated up.


Across the path I see
A snail's belly-print -
Others have been here before.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this in Elfenau, Bern, Switzerland,1964,
where we lived for three years.

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  • Gold Star - 6,204 Points Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (2/25/2014 7:50:00 AM)

    Soaked in the sunshine of spring time my friend. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 22, 2014



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