THE TROUBLE WITH AN OPEN WINDOW

THE TROUBLE WITH AN OPEN WINDOW

Besides letting in dust

it would sometimes

invite the wind to rustle my papers

but that is nothing compared

to the diversions

that unsettle me

even as I look  far away

and guess

what is probably a conversation

between two unknown birds in flight

or nearer at the pigeon

perched on the ledge

looking askance at me.

It could also be

the really bright purple top

the lady on the road

a little ahead is wearing

making me guess

what the occasion might be.

 

The coffee mug on hand

meanwhile

has already turned cold

and I slowly feel

the sense of where I am

knowing that I have to

fill the chair with myself

and face the window-less wall

ahead of me ,

put pen to paper,

in order to properly convey

the trouble

with an open window.

 

p25 (c) pradeep gopalan

 

 

 

 

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