Away
geography is [not] destiny
wandering holding a backpack with
a device beeping, amidst the traffic
even a heartbeat is useless, following
an arrow on the Google map desire
steps in with mustard twilights of
a Northern winter, breathless for
an early renewal; poppies are still
fabulous, hoopoes mutter;
seeing skyscrapers through Ray-Ban
what is so distant is suddenly credulous
except for me keeping a tab on the itinerary
reaching out to contours of location,
loving someone from a distance and
with a bit of poetry is perilous, hedging
one’s own words written in the memory
of someone away and so tremulous.
by Rizwan Akhtar
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