Space to stop, think and create. Expect thoughts in poems, observations, stories, reviews and journal entries as I decamp from the corporate and embark on a journey through India.
Wednesday, 16 May 2012
Indian Beef 3 - Horned Beef
On her altar lays my ear,
I’ve sacrificed the range I hear
for India,
whose horns of air
I can’t compare.
For on our sterile continent
Their use’d be judged incompetent,
and their force reduced to inconsequence
…replaced by silent lights.
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