Tuesday, February 3, 2026

In Spate by Ajanta Paul

Sachin C Nair

In Spate

Her eyes were

a couple of rivers

in spate, tears

flooding their banks,

carrying their light

beneath the dimness 

of unwanted water

as it rolled across 

the  brown earth 

of her face.

Somewhere in the depths

of that deluge a weight 

shifted in her heart, 

that distant source 

in mountain springs which

caused the upsurge.

She realized she was not alone 

and that a whole sisterhood

was sharing her grief 

in planetary pain.

© Ajanta Paul


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Ajanta Paul

Ajanta Paul is a widely published poet, short story writer, and literary critic. He was a former Principal of Women's Christian College, Kolkata. A Pushcart nominee, Ajanta has been published in literary journals including Capella Biannual Journal, Offcourse, The Statesman, The Wild Word, Atticus Review, and Spadina Literary Review. 

1 comment:

  1. This is so beautiful. Wonderful how she came to see herself as part of the sisterhood of earth. Thanks for sharing. Most lovely . Xo, Selma Martin.

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