And Tomorrow? by Rajnish Mishra

I play animatedly, happily for now. With children am I.

The little one is here, with her plastic spoon and steel tumbler.

The elder one starts telling me a story

from last night’s horror show.

One eye upon my little one who wants me to play music

with a plastic spoon in my hand on the steel tumbler

held precariously in her little hand,

while the elder one holds her freshly made clay letters

for appreciation and inspection.

Today I am

with them,

hands, eyes,

tongue, teeth,

lungs, skin,

bones, mind,

the whole

of me,

with them.

And tomorrow?

Rajnish Mishra is a poet, writer, translator and blogger born and brought up in Varanasi, India and now in exile from his city. His work originates at the point of intersection between his psyche and his city. His work has now started appearing in journals and websites.