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open sky :: SAMVAAD | 18th Feb

hosts : Sanjuktaa Asopa & Aparna Pathak

winter mist


of an old sea shell

- Salil Chaturvedi

( The Heron's Nest, Vol XIX.1, March 2017)

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Salil Chaturvedi says:

Haiku, at one level, is also a form of memory-keeping for me, a diary if you will, and I remember each moment a haiku was composed in. I do go through my haiku and relive those moments once or twice a year, a record of my journey.

This haiku came to me on a foggy winter morning in Goa. I was out by myself outside our home and a dense morning fog swirled all around. The visibility was very low and one couldn't see more than a few metres. There was a slight breeze and the fog opened up in unpredictable swirls. My eye suddenly caught a sea shell that my wife had collected on a beach and…

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