Grandpa's Clock Comments

This is a fascinating poem, Indira that cleverly combines family and history and the vulnerability of those attachments that seemed to be invincible. 'the pendulum, still oscillates the conundrum, still unsolved the flux of the sea, still echoes' These three lines encapsulate the theme of your poem - quite beautifully. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

I had the luxury of laying my hands on one of my great grandfather's pendulum clock. Its with my 'peddamma' now. I opened it & took pictures & video of its various mechanical components. Its still working fine. Your poem made me remember this. I'll send you the pics.