Haiku by Sheila Chandra

Magazines, like people, need a quiet place. Hence here—amidst the hurlyburly, the din, the ruckus, the primping—we open for you a small garden in which to pause. As readers of our September print issue know, this contemplative space was created for us by two women of singular grace and taste: Sheila Chandra, mythopoetic mesmer, and Lera Lynn, spare queen of post-Americana.

Today the digital world gets Sheila Chandra’s offering. Sit here as long as you like, and come back anytime.

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Night-blind new moon sleeps

Snowdrop peeps newborn from snow

Cold air sears the nose

Writing to deadlines

When inspiration arrives

A sigh of relief

Sheila taking audiences to another place back in ’92.

Sheila’s reissued music ’90s catalogue can be found here, while a timeline of her trajectory from youth sensation with Monsoon through her solo career to the silencing onset of Burning Mouth Syndrome and beyond is here.

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