Ants Poem by Gagan Gill

Gagan Gill

Gagan Gill

Delhi
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Gagan Gill
Delhi
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Ants



The ants had lost their way home.

They walked, making lines between our sleep and our bodies.
Their invisible flour stays scattered in their memory, scattered
by some other place and time. They kept going from one end
of the earth to the other in search of it. They sank their teeth
in every living and dead thing. The sorrows of the earth grew
so light with their journeying that directions began to spin in
confusion. The poles began to change places. But nobody
knew the ants' sorrow.

Long ago, perhaps they were women.

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