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A Light Sprinkle

Noted Nest

By Hani Manjunath




What does my name mean, you ask me I think the meanings rather beautiful It’s a light sprinkle On a springs eve When the sun is just cresting Or dipping out of sight It’s gilded by a small lapse in time When the world holds its breath And all breathing beings Look skyward in anticipation It’s a still in a Polaroid From rain drenched lenses In a sun drenched reverie Of a light sprinkle During a springs eve


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