Here is some Coffee
They sat at Grey’s drinking coffee,
Cold as the lips of a frozen fish
As soon as it was poured out
From the mouth of the pot.
They looked everywhere
Except at each other, sipping,
And stirring the void between them
With a coffee spoon.
(from the book Canaries on the Moon by C P Surendran)
And the Sunday has come. After the wind swept Bandra Shores, the reading moves to the comfortable drawing room provided by Deepa Gahlot.
Sigh! How time flies! it was just a few weeks back that BWC was born and look how much it has grown.