Ranganatha Sitaram There he stood On his balcony In the early sunshine, Just out of bed, Wiping from his eyes The cobwebs Of unrelenting dreams
Month: November 2021
POEM: Ode to flatulence
Ranganatha Sitaram A more variegated outburst The body does not produce. A greater multiplicity of sensuous impact Nature does not induce. . What resonance! The
POEM: Meandering mind
Ranganatha Sitaram Meandering mind melds with the pitter-patter of monsoon. —-***—-
POEM: Looking from far
Ranganatha Sitaram Sitting in my study Looking out of the French window I watch the nearby hills Dwarfed by the grand Andes. . I see
POEM: A dog´s dream
Ranganatha Sitaram How she sleeps! With her droopy ears Floppy on her side. Her golden white fur Silky smooth over her chest. Her large paws
Eclectic Musings by Ranga Sitaram 