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An evocative poem by Elsy, in .

They moved

into an abode new

by the line

when she was nine.


Sleep became

as chugged the trains

along the tracks

loud and heavy,

heavy and loud.


Even the in the jar

in dread did shiver!


Years sped by…

she ceased tracking

the sound of the tracks,

and could fall sound asleep!


Not that the trains came to a halt

nor that her hearing waned

but that she tuned herself

to live in concord with discord!


As sight gets used to night

as the gets used to

sense gets tuned to noise

and gets tuned to war.

©Elsy Satheesan

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Elsy Satheesan is a retired Professor of English. She had been teaching in colleges under the Govt. of Kerala, India. Currently, she resides in Virginia, USA. ‘Random Musings’ is her first volume of poems. ‘Summer Snow’, is the forthcoming one. Her poems have been published in national and international anthologies. Short stories in Malayalam have been published in weekly and fortnightly, in Kerala. Humanity is her religion, and poetry, her passion.