The winding stairs of the tower end
In the clear green-blue or was it blue-green sea,
In Alice’s hole; long flooded (and long gone?).
(She was seen flying on/with her piano)
Comatose butts of cigarettes lay on the path
I picked them up one by one and relit them one by one.
The fiery fluid fire
Burned the clear blue-green or was it green-blue sea water
Burned Alice’s long flooded (and long gone?) hole
Unburned the cave mouths of memory where you reside.
(A part of the title “Cave mouths of memory” comes from Toni Morrison’s novel Sula)
Anjumon Sahin is originally from Assam but has been residing in Delhi since 2007. A passionate lover of books and animals, she is pursuing her M.Phil degree in English literature from the University of Delhi while working as an Assistant Professor there till the winds fly her to a new land.