Shikhandin Shikhandin Poems
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- The Church The Church Every time I close my eyes I see a ...
- New Winter New Winter I have grown unused to ...
- The Crows The Crows I remember how it rained all ...
Shikhandin is the pen name of an Indian writer. Shikhandin’s latest book, ‘Immoderate Men’ was published by Speaking Tiger Books. A children’s book is forthcoming from Duckbill.
Shikhandin’s awards and accolades include: Winner - The Children First Contest curated by Duckbill in association with Parag and initiative of Tata Trust India. First Runner up - The DNA-OOP Short Story Contest ... more »
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I remember how it rained all night
water sloshing down -
grime washed and odorous from despair.
I remember listening to them late into the night
black with hysteria, the crows
had gathered on a damp tree. I heard
the soft, hopeless cheeping underneath, and
the desperate noise
of the birds. And, a young amateur flier that
was trapped between twigs and string.
A torn kite's relic, which the tree
gripped with a lethal stranglehold. And then, I
remember how their beaked voices rose up and up
pecking at my dreams. ...