Moody Sonnets: September 2026

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An absurdly slow, cold crawl across

The Thar desert, dotted with small dark

Shrubs, which - of course - by night were imposs-

ible to see, during a ten-hour journey mark-

ed otherwise by nothing. A single train track

To the honeycomb-stones of Jaisalmer stopped short

Of the walled town, as if suddenly lack-

ing the will to move. The sullen, tethered thought

I had no hotel chilled me. It was just fool-

ish. I did try: from Jodhpur, I booked

A long-distance call, waited a hundred cruel

minutes, connected, spoke, failed. It looked

Like I’d doss down with the camels. It should have been clearer:

This would all be lost, with the end of a mobile-less era.

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Moody Sonnets