Dear Owl, Forlorn Like King Lear Poem by Raj Arumugam

Dear Owl, Forlorn Like King Lear



dear owl,
where is your home
after all the day and night of rains
that you should sit
forlorn like Lear
on the pavement
this cold, sunless morning?

you will make one again,
dear owl,
and you will hoot again in nights
and stay discreet in the day…

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