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A collaboration over too much coffee.
coffee and pen

14 December, 2004

3 Haikus


Sudden memories
Swell within, stirring the womb
Like unborn children.


Goodbye, it is late.
Must get the hanging linen
Before the dew does.


Unleavened unformed
Waiting for your touch, it’s time
Once more, to be born.



Blogger Dilfiza Khalfey said...

Liked the last one a lot....

14 December, 2004 23:06  
Blogger Ubermensch said...

yup! me too! *unleavened* thats a strange word.wondering??

14 December, 2004 23:45  
Blogger manisha lakhe said...

the second one...rah, rah!

15 December, 2004 07:33  
Blogger SPECKLED_BAND said...


15 December, 2004 07:33  
Blogger Max Babi said...

hey atreyee,
All three haikus are good,
and your personal stamp stands out
like a watermark when one uses the
mind's eye to see.... here's wishing
you many more exciting moments.

cheers !

15 December, 2004 11:07  
Blogger sunil said...

I don't recall the English equivalent readily but in Hindustani I would call it; 'Gagar me sagar'. All the three are so fresh in expression and full of feelings-independent as haikus but having a continuing undercurrent. Well, I can't explain but I find them so refreshingly linked with the urge of creativity-- small,insignificant and routine acts and moments could be so powerful, so engrossing, so new and so complete by themselves! Remarkably caught and woven in words.

15 December, 2004 11:39  
Blogger Anil said...

Fell in love with the second me it captures best the intrinsic beauty of a haiku...that such a mundane exercise can be turned into a sublime image, you make it seem so easy...keep them coming!

15 December, 2004 21:02  

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