In Between Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI

You must have experienced this,
felt in your heart
the break in continuity,
the interval
between a message sent
and a reply received.
Thereby hangs a tale.
Your thoughts, premonitions,
so many whats and whys,
your mind—
the silent scratch of nails,
of a child, or an old man,
or a lady love,
or the admonition of an office boss.
What goes on can't be seen,
and the world is made in the heart.
Our silent fury and repentance,
our prayer and withdrawals,
happen in between.
Those feelings are the sources
of poetry—
yours and mine,
yours and mine.