Wednesday 9 July 2014

Hind Cartwheel- A Himalayan Romance




                                        For Lala, Jimmy, Ali Baba, the Company,  
                                        Arumgumam, Tenzing, Little Sarat,
                                        Sumathi, Ramu, ...and Siddhārtha



                                                                            Spokes


 A Rose in Every Cheek
 Mound of the Dead
 Best Spring Seats
 Not France
 The Road to Happy Valley
 Castle of the Wild Bees
 Delhi Belly
 A Sigh Made Stone
 Felix the Frog
 Ghatnapping in Benares
 Only Little Cholera
 Ocean of Milk
 Where God Divided by Zero
 Hope Savage
 The Message of Moelm
 Rendezvous with Rama
 The Fountains of Paradise
 Coconut Grove
 Smoking Gorillas
 Allegory of the Caves
 Palace of the Winds
 Void Vast Infinite
             



“What was on the other side of the door, Uncle Wink.” Asked Millie.
Venus was still burning through the darkening parchment, above the luminescent breakers in the ocean below. The wild boar their cousin David shot, was on the barbeque.
“What door, Mil?”
“The door at the airport.” Sam chimed in.
“Oh, that one.” He said. “Many things were waiting behind that door, Sam. Wild bees and frogs, camels and smoking gorillas, palaces and mountains and caves, and coconut groves and desert kingdoms.”
“I know what else was behind the airport door.” She said.
“What?” Asked Sam. Millie squirmed, like Millie squirms.
“Auntie Robbie.” She said, now with her hands on her hips. They both looked at Uncle Wink for affirmation.
He smiled, and closed an eye.

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