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Two Poems
by Manjit Handa, PhD
Axis
Tis been years, I’ve revolved
On that axis.
Several times I raised my feet and stooped
To see where it was.
Thwarted, I sat still
And . . . I felt it and knew,
Like all numinous things, it is invisible.
I am centered.
Mirror
Clean,
Clear,
Hazy,
Watery,
Like me, like you.
So true,
So false,
Deep, distorted,
Beautiful, Ugly,
Fragile,
Like life, DITTO.
Manjit Handa, PhD teaches Creative Writing in the Faculty of Health Sciences, McMaster University, Canada.
Published on September 1, 2006 05:17 PM
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