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Showing posts with label Marianne David. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marianne David. Show all posts

Friday, 25 November 2011

Journeys*

If you are asking me,
i'd say this:

There were no name-boards
or landmarks
no road-sign, no map
for hearts
though contoured
slip through fingers
evade cartographer.
There's a price to pay
for heart:
salute love
and concede reason,
give up choice;
there's no agency.
Did not ask,
did not plan,
do not complain now;
there might have been mirror
but I didn't see;
there are people
and they never asked my name -
so i said 'conclude, as you will'.
There are no auspicious times,
not for heart,
not to my knowledge,
nor my ignorance,
as of now.


*a response to a poem titled 'How did you come back from where the heart took you?'

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Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Time*

For melody and music
love and love-making
rain and thunder
the caressing of leaves
breaking of twig
uprooting the tap-root
of memory,
time for the madness of recollection
for the head-toss
robbing tongue of word
throat of vocal chord,
time to bend low
and lower still
for executioner's swing
and time, perhaps
for words.
it's not now,
no, King Silent's century has begun.
Sorry.

*For Marianne who wanted a ‘Right Now’ poem