Your poem brought back memories of my brief stopover at Kathgodam. We were on our way to Ranikhet and Nainital. It was early spring, and on the road to Kathgodam we same some jungle fowl. The name, of this foothill town, itself is so evocative. You get a sense of wholesomeness. That is there in your poem.
And, now going through the lines of your poem again, I can see that station, the steam engines, don't know whether they are still there or not, the smell of crisp woody air, and the feeling of time pouring endlessly - as you put it so beautifully from "the huge tap of time". Thank you, Ankur. :-) Rumjhum -- You are encouraged to post poetry, respond critically to the poems circulated and participate in discussions. To post, email your message to ZESTPoets@yahoogroups.com OR post online at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ZESTPoets/post/ Yahoo! Groups Links <*> To visit your group on the web, go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ZESTPoets/ <*> To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to: [EMAIL PROTECTED] <*> Your use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to: http://docs.yahoo.com/info/terms/
