by Joe Winter | Apr 20, 2020 | Indian Song, Poems
State Chess Championship In a gym attached to the Test Match stadiumWest Bengal chess pours from shirt-sleeves.Hawk-like hands perch for everover boards innate with a billennium of shrewd positions.Post-mortems tear back over highways and byways,while at the top table...
by Joe Winter | Apr 20, 2020 | Indian Song, Poems
Captive SpeciesUp and down the tiger goes, the cage is too small,nothing is going to happen, there is something outside,somewhere there is a fixed routine of feeding and the hose –but nothing alarms for ever those eyes so calm and terrible.Up and down the waiter goes,...
by Joe Winter | Apr 20, 2020 | Indian Song, Poems
To All at B.M.S. Centreat the start of a long journeyIn early morning air outsidethis generous house, as crows freewheeland greens and reds and yellows glideamong the leaves, breeze-touched, I feelawake, and deep-refreshed, and light.And suddenly all is...
