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Workshop
# 6
The Bee
The bee is drunk with honeyed dew
In flowered colors a metallic dance
A hitched stagger in shifting winds
A flutter of smile in all that morass.
Enterprises of hive now gone distant
Structures and stimulations now left behind
The queen and drones wishing gone astray
For a sip of freedom and a new start.
Aromatics grazed in a buzz of curse
A soft cradled sun in a warm burst
Rocking fragrance in the azureous skies
In liquefied reflections of droning surge.
– Durlabh
Singh
February 18, 2001
Workshop # 6
Poetry
Breath of
Life – Roberta Lee Wilcox
Call of the Wild – Smitha V
Canvas of Seasons – Robert M. Hensel
Earth Shake – Seema Banerjee
In Spring Did I Write – Ratnakar Sadasyula
Inevitable Death – Joseph Allen Hardy
On The Brink – Sivasundari Bose
On Wings of Spring – Uma Parthasarathy
Onset of Spring – Kanchan Mahesh
Perfumescapes – MaryAnn Harrison
Seasons of Emotions – Meenakshi Jha
Spring – Ramendra Kumar
Spring Delight – Pili Pubul
Spring Do Not Tarry – Maria Reed-Shore
Spring in a Man's Heart – Mahesh Jambunathan
Spring Time – Mallik Bulusu
Spring Time – Subhajit Ghosh
Spring's Spree – Ahmed Tanhaa
Surviving This Spring – Abhay Pratap Singh
The Bee – Durlabh Singh
The Curtain Rises – Pavalamani Pragasam
The Flower of My Heart – Dr. KS Rawat
Whispers From The Past – Bijal Dwivedi
Yes I Heard – Ambika Bhatt
Articles/Stories
Basant is Here! by Rajender Krishan
Buds, Blooms and Book of Life by Dr.Vidur Jyoti
Rhyming With Nature by PGR Nair
The World is Reborn by Subrata Mukherjee
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