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Tuesday, 29 May 2012

Ode to language

There was language before
there will be language later
but the now-language
is not language we've ever known.
This language recognises words,
moves them, empowers,
perfumes and endows with lustre
and yet is differently constituted.
This language of the now
is the private universe
where rainbows un-curve
to give colour to cheek
where flowers spray
gene-defying fragrance,
It is uncommunicable.
It is all we have and need.



[From the collection 'Some texts are made of leaves,' shortlisted for the Gratiaen Award 2011]

4 comments :

  1. why do your words still define the uncommunicable

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  2. Dear Sir,

    i think you have written this so wonderfully.

    have a poetic day!

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  3. do my words define the uncommunicable? i don't think they do. in fact i think it is not possible. :)

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