Padmanabhan Ananth Poems

In a narrow alley close to the Park
One winter's evening, during a walk
I hesitantly stepped in for a simple treat
All alone at break from a business meet
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An experience it was, very exhilarating

Over this suspended span, speeding
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Our car drove into the resort for holiday

From Kochi* one bright summer noonday
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One Christmas morning, in Hyderabad*
At Salar-Jung Museum, forever famed
From our tourist bus, we quickly alighted
At the thoughts of her, my heart thumped
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From a narrow bustling one-way street
In an old part of this Garden City
It turns at dusk into a veritable food fete
For cheap but lavish eats - enter 'Khao Galli'!
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Of Egyptian antiquities, it was a exhibition
Stunned I was, in my work break, by the collection:
Preserved mummies, intricate masks
Delicate statuettes, alabaster vases
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Late one balmy summer night
Had few hours for a transit flight
In the lounge of the enormous Changi
To fly over to the land of River Yangtze
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The noisy smoke-spewing pickup truck
Lumbered to halt under the huge banyan tree
Shaded green, should be many scores old
On lonely stretch of narrow village road
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What's so much in a language, silly?
Do I call it a 'she' or a 'he' with certainty?
No perfect way to share human thought
Fraught with faults, when sharing sentiment
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Another of those work breaks
At pretty Pier 39 of San Francisco docks
It was summer in that breezy Pacific coast
'But still cold' told my thick wool overcoat
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