PinnedVaishali Paliwal·Aug 5, 2024America on a Slow AfternoonAmerica to me was always these small towns in the middle of nowhere where there was one school, one church and everyone knew each other and…A response icon1A response icon1
PinnedVaishali Paliwal·Jan 3, 2021Water Bearer’s SongMy new poetry bookA response icon6A response icon6
Vaishali Paliwal·Mar 27بدرودWithout the sky, branches still hold a story. Winter wood grows out of my mouth.
Vaishali Paliwal·Oct 29, 2022BrittleShe hugged the tree with red body and red locks. A murder of crows kept making mad and loud sounds, filling the sky with black wings as…
InSoul & SeabyVaishali Paliwal·May 10, 2022Honey SoundFlute magician unknown. Other world unknown. Time and space unknown. Lady soaking the sun unknown. Sun unknown. Lady carrying the woods…A response icon2A response icon2
Vaishali Paliwal·Mar 25, 2022Carved LimestoneOne day I will touch the stone in the same way I did back two thousand years back. No. Twelve thousand years back. Or Before. Before the…A response icon2A response icon2
Vaishali Paliwal·Mar 25, 2022Mysore TrumpetvineA native to southern tropical India grows now on an earth far far away. One wonders how were the hands that carried these roots across…A response icon1A response icon1
