(AFTER NAZIM HIKMET)
Come Abidin,
let us to the Pearl of the Indian Ocean
the tear of all tears
blood soaked and benign.
There, I have heard
lives a painter*
who turns apple into orange
draws it out of table, table-cloth and frame
to feed revolution;
who disguises scream as laughter
anguish as resolve
and tickles himself to death
so he can live forever.
*reference to Gamini Haththotuwegama.
[from the collection 'Stray kites on string-less days']
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ReplyDeleteHe really is a lovely painter. I think that he has found all the relevant colours from the streets that he used to walk through out his journey … I guess that was the secret behind his efforts or beautiful paintings named ‘ veedi naatya’/ street drams’
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