–Gnanakoothan Those thatched huts, which looked like the prone earth’s pregnant belly, had turned into ashen ground. When dawn broke … More
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What sort of – Gnanakoothan
Someone walked towards me As if wanting to enquire About something Perhaps it’s about A shop ? House ? Hall … More
Parting – Gnanakoothan
People part They part in great numbers In buses Railway stations, with wide platforms and Yellow-eyed hanging clocks In towns … More
Movement by Gnanakoothan
Monday has gone Tuesday too Wednesday is drying the Doorway decorated with Kolam* I am yet to see you, Gnanatchari. … More
