Upon flighty arrival
in Kashi I felt myself
sequestered in a clay pot
in sand in some poor
smoky kitchen – kept
wondering when I’d
ever get out of there
again to expand, move
about – kept wondering

– James Steerforth ( © 2009 )

Written for One Single Impression and Smoke.

About James Steerforth

I am an author of poetry and fiction, translator and painter who loves to have fun with borrowed feathers.
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5 Responses to Kashi

  1. SandyCarlson says:

    Vivid imagery, Jim. It isn’t easy to be limited like a potted plant.

  2. Tumblewords says:

    Strong imagery – I’m assuming you got out… Nicely told.

  3. This intrigues, and makes me want to read more!

  4. Raven says:

    Intriguing take on the prompt.

  5. Gemma says:

    The concept of a smoky kitchen suggests all manner of cooked scents, alien to the the natural scents of the outdoors! Interesting twists!

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