Liminal Life Poem by Haris Adhikari

Liminal Life



Life is
liminal
liminal
liminal

so a crow caws
from a branch in the

swishing dark

outside the window-
pane

drops of tiny
travelers

hang for a breath

on the bare
teary trees

against which
I stand
as a blurry image of myself.

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