Light Posted on February 25, 2012 by Mihir Vatsa 13 As the sun goes blind, (alarms whispering footsteps of eyes squashed in aural packets: yelling trampling clutching) the trees split to hide me inside. © Mihir Vatsa 2012 Share:FacebookTwitterLike this:Like6 bloggers like this post.
Hey Mihir, the formatting here is awesome…different than my first read. It works great with the mysterious piece. Great imagery here, still thinking about hunkering down inside that tree skin…ahhh. Reply
Aww. Hope you find something like that for yourself too. And yes! the formatting… how I love it myself. Thanks for dropping by, Em. Reply
Oh..niiiice! The idea of trees splitting to hide you is totally awesome! I liked your experiment with form….it’s very stylish indeed! Reply
Mihir– I love this piece vivid imagery and stunning phrasing throughout. this bit, wow– “squashed in aural packets:” this is masterfully crafted. xC. Reply
Just love the last stanza….
Different, beautiful … perfect
Hey Mihir, the formatting here is awesome…different than my first read. It works great with the mysterious piece. Great imagery here, still thinking about hunkering down inside that tree skin…ahhh.
Aww. Hope you find something like that for yourself too. And yes! the formatting… how I love it myself. Thanks for dropping by, Em.
I loved it Mihir..both the form and your stunning choice of words.
Thanks, Reena.
The sun goes blind … that’s quite an event to witness! Your writing is impeccable, Mihir!
Thanks, BT. =)
Oh..niiiice! The idea of trees splitting to hide you is totally awesome!
I liked your experiment with form….it’s very stylish indeed!
Yay! Thanks for your lovely comment, Kavita.
Mihir– I love this piece
vivid imagery and stunning phrasing throughout.
this bit, wow–
“squashed
in
aural packets:”
this is masterfully crafted. xC.
Your comment is awesome! haha, thanks C.
Beautiful and powerful. Thank you for including me. Hugs, pat
Thanks, Pat. I knew you would like this one.