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Sailing Clock

a piece of sky slanted like a fish
in the ovary of a poem yet to breath
I stitch the boat with all the dying words you left for me
left for me near the past


I saw how the fish washes the water of the words
and the early born blue
before the bird we crafted for each other

half out of water


the rose-red words are sucking the womb
and we are next to our present
the fish is turning to the rainbow of the lemon-oil
looking nothing but nailed


the boat caught at the bed…..
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
sailing of heart
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COMMENTS
Anil Kumar Panda 11 March 2021
A beautiful poem indeed. Reading again. Thanks for sharing.
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Nilima Deb 18 March 2021
thank you dear poet
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