Doors Swing Open

In dark corridors
Doors swing open:
You cannot close
Mortgaged eyes or hide
In the serfdom
Of memories. Outside,
Above the horseless pastures,
Birds scream
Through the naked branches
Of your feudal fingers.
Squirrels rage and mimic
The martyrdom of trees
While breathlessly
The shears of the timepiece
Clip the pages of history.
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About VijayNair

I retired as Associate Professor, Department of English, Government Victoria College Palakkad, Kerala. I taught English Language and Literature in various colleges for 31 years. My Ph.D. thesis was on the plays of Wole Soyinka. My collections of verse include "The City and the Hermitage" (1988), "Doors Swing Open" (2008), "Eyes" (2010) and "Whispers of Light in Darkness" (2013). My poems have also appeared in the International Anthologies "I am a Poet" (2013), "With Love" (2013), "Synthesis" (2014) "Poetic Symphonies" (2015) and "Heavenly Hymns" (2015).

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