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June 2007, vol 3 no 2

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Kala Ramesh


The Missing Game

"Drawing time children." I clap my hands. I've taught myself to talk less and be more animated. "Do you hear me?" I gesture wildly. Some crying, some eating . . . Now, is that a fight going on for a chair? But why? There are enough chairs for everybody.

night walk . . .
wind scatters
the fallen leaves

One child is shouting that he doesn't want his apples orange? What? Oh . . . With a blue crayon in hand, he says, "Oranges need not be orange . . . don't you see, Miss?"

I see . . .

pillar roots
supporting the banyan tree
allow the leaves to be