Madhu Singh
North of the Ganga
Arjun dangles from a key-chain on the wall behind the second refrigerator which hums only in summer. All of seven, he kneels on a soccer ball in a bright blue tee. Once, it had to be rescued from the trash, where it accidentally fell during a home makeover. That time, the glass covering broke, reminding me, how fragile everything is.
young promise— his red janam-patri flowing downriver
About the Author
Madhu Singh’s poetry is inspired by nature and experiences gained by traveling. She is experienced in the IT sector and in her free time dabbles in free verse and oriental poetry. She resides in New Delhi, India.