Saturday, 11 May 2013

Mirror talk

Not all mirrors work
like Dorian Grey’s portrait
he stayed young while picture aged
not all mirrors work the reverse either
growing younger
but heart is mirror
and so too mind and memory
they don’t forbid
unless we do
and in that mirror
you can age
or un-age
in blissful selectivity
meet people
you never knew could exist:
we are solitary creatures,
us humans,
they say,
but that’s a choice
for those who have heart
have mind
and memory.


Wednesday, 8 May 2013


Like womb-comfort
mother’s milk fragrance
like love-orbits that crossed
and went their ways,
like a fragrance that caressed
in a train and an after-thought
abrush too late
the soft moment erased
by sand-paper hearts
the erased landscapes
of where we’ve been
and names at memory doors
that will not open
in our chosen incarcerations.

*Saudade: a Portuguese word that has no direct translation in. It describes a deep emotional state of nostalgic longing for an absent something or someone that one loves.

Tuesday, 7 May 2013


Island jewel
of a many jeweled island crown
what histories have passed by
what hopes and violence
what left-alones and let-not-be
in years gone by
and centuries too,
but sentinel landmass
marker of verities and falsehood
tell us of the fragrant,
of color and wind-sweep
clouds that passed
and those that broke,
of children being children
and childhood slipping
slower still into youth and adulthood,
of boatscape and palm-line
barbed versions and barbed realities,
time passed, you might say
so fast that nothing has changed.
[Inspired by the poetry of Sharni Jayawardena]