Midnight by Sneha Subramanian Kanta
Midnight * for H (i) the carnations of time bloom within the gray womb of a sky. tidal waves toil, tether westward winds now bygone. (ii) time is an apostrophe night, a stencil smudged over its steadfast slippages. (iii) in the inertia of a darkened ether is the dream to share a common sky. Biography: Sneha Subramanian Kanta believes in dreams and the quiet language of shores. Write to her at s.sneha01@yahoo.in