Ananta Madhavan


A Walk In Spring - Poem by Ananta Madhavan

Vapours hover.
Rinsed in a shower
The air is muslin.
The sky hoards mischief
For other hours.
Sunlight rains
On horses' capers;
Overhead, a shiny crucifix
Darts in and out of sight,
And then a fearsome roar
Raves in sonic pursuit.


I walk in slow iambics,
Not without a sense of surfaces,
Shaping things
Into a bas-relief,
Palpable,
And by a trick of ether
Compress the third dimension
To tactile depth -
The toy plane dinky within reach,
The formal mountain and the trees,
Stark from winter sleep,
Granulated to the touch;
Notional antennae
Stroke the tiles on the roof-tops
Like the scales of a fish,
Graded smoothness down,
Serrulated up.


Across the path I see
A snail's belly-print -
Others have been here before.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this in Elfenau, Bern, Switzerland,1964,
where we lived for three years.

Comments about A Walk In Spring by Ananta Madhavan

  • Valsa George (8/29/2017 7:09:00 AM)


    Across the path I see
    A snail's belly-print -
    Others have been here before.

    Love these concluding lines! Yes, others too have visited this place.... the snail has left its' foot prints'! Seeing the trail left by the snail, the first thing I do is to check my pots of orchid plants! They come to eat away the orchid blooms!
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    (8/29/2017 10:07:00 PM)

    Dear Friend, Poet, Professor,
    I feel vastly enthused by your comment, and by getting back in touch. Your comment vividly revived my reminiscence of the walk in Bern one morning in early springtime five decades ago. I greatly value your reading of my verse. Pl. tell me of your writings which you would like me to read.
    With warm regards and thanks. Madhavan

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  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (4/12/2016 1:33:00 AM)


    And by a trick of ether
    Compress the third dimension
    To tactile depth -
    The toy plane dinky within reach,
    The formal mountain and the trees,
    Stark from winter sleep,
    Granulated to the touch;
    These are the lines I liked most.
    Thanks for sharing these lovely experiences of foreign land with us.
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  • Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (2/25/2014 7:50:00 AM)


    Soaked in the sunshine of spring time my friend. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 22, 2014



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