Standing on terra firma Listening to that strange keening cry A glimpse of a disappearing streak Wait. It’s almost certain to return Making a radial swoop A circle of recollection That takes me back too To lapwing memories, elsewhere.
Lina Krishnan is a poet and abstract artist in India. Her poems, non fiction writing, and paintings have found a place in ten anthologies of poetry. She finds this cusp of the years a time of renewal and mystery.