The Geecologist

A House For Mr Biswas

A House For Mr Biswas

Jun 29, 2019 | Fiction | 0 comments

Every night he bolted himself in his room. As soon as he was still he felt the stillness around him and he had to make movements to destroy the stillness, to challenge the alertness of the room and the objects in it. He was rocking hard on the creaking board one night...
Lullaby

Lullaby

Feb 17, 2017 | Fiction, Poetry | 0 comments

Individual beauty from
Thoughtful children, and the grave
Proves the child ephemeral:
But in my arms till break of day
Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.