Seasons have changed since you were born
Buildings have sprung up
At corners
Where baby eyes stared
In innocence:
The Methuselah beggar with the bowl
Is nowhere to be seen.

Turn towards the sea. Remember
Shutting your eyes
And enjoying the breeze?
The silent deserted beach
Has spread
Into a web-like tourist paradise
And fishermen’s sons don’t wrestle on the sands.

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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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