queue for darshan–
she mumbles her prayers
at a roadside puddle
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A. Thiagarajan
A postgraduate in English, A. Thiagarajan taught in colleges in India, before joining the finance sector. He has been writing in English and Tamil since college days. His work (poems, haiku, short-stories and articles) has appeared in various magazines and ezines, radio etc. He lives in Mumbai, India.
Email: thiag at vsnl dot com
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8 thoughts on “”
Beautifully captured.
I have been through darshan, and connected instantly.
Here’s hoping I can see even more haiku from you on Tinywords.
Beautifully captured.
I have been through darshan, and connected instantly.
Here’s hoping I can see even more haiku from you on Tinywords.
I have not been through darshan, but I connected immediately, because of the directness, vividness, and power of your haiku.
Poignant!
Hi Thiagarajan,
A scene that we’ve seen any number of times but to capture that moment so beautifully and freeze it into a poem . . .
Ha! You’ve done it effectively!
Great work!
_kala
Deep thought must have gone into this powerful poem! Great job!
~David Fox
i didn know u could write..when did u get so clever??
love
I can see her standing there and my heart goes out to her.
judith
darshan for all
crossing the main gate–
the seeing eye dog