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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & Owner
Ray Rasmussen, General Editor

Volume 12, Number 2, June 2018

Kala Ramesh
Pune, India

Paper Moon

of birdsongs fill
the evening mind
feeding colour
to a blind woman

“We teach our children from nature,” the head mistress tells me when I meet with her on admission day.

“We also believe in mixing the age groups in the initial years. Both your children would be in the same class, and we find this interaction really works wonders.” I can recollect her warm smile.

The school is close to the shores of the Arabian Sea in Mumbai. After a week, I linger quietly at the back of their class to watch how my two kids are doing.

Their class is taking a walk through the coconut trees to the sea . . . on and off I see the teacher picking up some sand, or a pebble, to show the children.

Most kids stay close to the teacher and a few simply wander away.

Along with them my gaze follows the vast azure sky that dips into the deep blue sea. The teacher’s hand points to the gulls that dot the sky and the catamaran on the edge of the horizon.

As if for the first time, I notice the fishing nets spread on the beach sands, the smell of children’s laughter filling the air, and the monsoon sea breeze as it brushes my face.

spring morning
life a merry-go-round
. . . my daughter
has won the first prize
in a writing contest

on liquid steps
she guides me deep
into the night
the scent of lilacs
fills my dreaming space



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