How I Avoid Insomnia Poem by Mandira Mitra
How I Avoid Insomnia
Worlds hum slowly in my sleep
I drown in dreams; their shadows deep
Like gypsy women's ancient art
Lull an ischemic heart.
Birds are restless tonight,
In degrees and not in kind
And Fukushima and Dai chi
Are just structures of my mind.
Myriad greens have waylaid me
To Plato's land of forms
Conspiring wickedly
To throttle sympathy.
I too had my share of storms.
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