'People-work'

Last weekend, at the SADHO Poetry film fest, I saw more than thirty poetry films from over 20 countries – all packed into two evenings smelling of the impending Delhi winter. The longest poetry film was about 20 minutes and the shortest less than one minute. Poetry films! Not sure you get that – I didn’t as well, to start with. We are used to hearing poetry in Hindi films - when a character in the story has lost or won, when there is dismay in solitude or romantic delirium, in song and in dance.

Weird games Of pebbles Of size so small of riverbed prints Of Grains, Of Grime, of nightly chime, Of wailing clocks Of strings With time, of spring, of thyme, Of weird games of yore Of Yarns of pleasure, Of cutting So clean of ties.