Sunday, May 21, 2017


Emptiness and I
A solitary trail
Grief, subdued


Anant Dhavale


Tuesday, April 4, 2017

A couple of haikus

Deserted noon
A fan squeaks
Beneath the hot roof
Anant Dhavale
Its early spring
But in my weary mind
Winter looms large yet..

Anant Dhavale

Sunday, March 12, 2017

A haiku

The summit looks
At you, from a distance
Such a still gaze

Anant Dhavale

Saturday, February 18, 2017


Flock lands on ice
A perfect coherence
The world moves on

Anant Dhavale

Friday, February 17, 2017


Noises in the background
wheels resuming the whirl..
Anant Dhavale

Sunday, January 15, 2017

The Storm

YOU have come to me, on this hot noon
As the desert burns
My thoughts are blue, for a moment
The reckoning of my days
Bestowed on me
My breath is heavy with the dust of decades,
Loneliness.  The descent of a great desert
The say, nor the thought
Neither the sound
Can travel unto the truth;
But it has, behold – there is a storm
That gathers at the far horizon
The great tempest, as it shall be known
And forever
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Anant Dhavale
Coyright @Anant Dhavale

Friday, January 6, 2017


Like the after sex giggle
Or sunlight shining through the slush
Sometimes, it isn’t so complex,
Rather, a well-made soup, the
Perfect  alchemy of colours
Before it slips
From your fingers
Only to be merged with the brook …

Anant Dhavale

Coyright@ Anant Dhavale

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