Waiting-House Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

Waiting-House

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He is out.
Left everything in order.
Opening the door the house waiting.
By the west-river-side he sat
And licked up tasteful sun-set entirely.

Now the house known waiting-house.

Saturday, June 18, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: waiting
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