* won the first prize in the All India Poetry Competition conducted by the British Council and the Poetry Society, India in 1998)
At the gift shop by the wharf
I bought an indigo octopus
all arms…
I, a new comer to this
out-of –the-way white-hippie town
settle into the sea.
My two-month hostility melts
even as I see what divides me from home
more clearly than I did from my airless plane.
The sea know ways of connecting too,
of fluidly hugging,
in long-armed benevolence,
the puzzle-edges of vast continents.
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