by Bibhu Padhi (December 2016)
Now, almost morning. It is difficult
to know how to steer through
the day’s long cleverness.
A vague pain from last night
is everywhere even now–
over the earth, the sky, this body.
Even last evening’s whiskey
with friends, was too weak
to bring in sleep.
I asked my woman of Puri-on-Sea
to sit with me through the night,
listen to my invented tales.
Our intelligent, teenage son
will not listen to my
request for company.
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Bibhu Padhi’s eleventh book of poems, SEA DREAMS, is due out in in January-2017. He lives with his family in Bhubaneswar, India.
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