RENUNCIATION Poem by C. P. Surendran

RENUNCIATION



First light on the kitchen table
Breakfast for one. Beer and wine.
Feline eyes kiss fallen tart.

Lunch is a conceit of three. My cat,
Your snapshot and me. Secret rum
In mint tea. Invalidation of the sun.

Last light comes to sup. Dinner is a feat
In rectitude. Water and whiskey.
Campaign of shadows. No despair.

A sliver of music around the ankles
In a dream's corridor.
Endless retreat of inaccessible feet.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Annu Nair 11 March 2018

Sad. Too personal but it sounds well. There is a definite plan like a local bound for CSMT

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