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The Rolling Nut

What made it to roll on and on

Photo by Vincent van Zalinge on Unsplash

I keep rolling on and on, like a spinning wheel,
over those grassy slopes, those dried leaves,
hitting against that chance insect, some ant, probably going home,
I try to remember, how did I end up in motion,
I was still, a moment back, steadily watching,
watching the commotion pass me by, perched by the oak tree,
that oak tree, my parent, my…



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Somsubhra Banerjee

Somsubhra Banerjee


Loves mountains, sea waves, old buildings, petrichor, sound of night crickets, haiku, kintsukuroi , books, dogs, silences and also cacophonies!:)