Friday, 18 January 2013

The Well

How far can you clothe yourself
How far can I move away from myself ?

We have always been friends
though you were born a long time
before I opened my eyelings
and saw your ugly concrete
flaking off in the corners
through my mother's bedroom window.





A thing captures my mind-
the hollow in my chest
the hollow on a chestnut's trunk
on the back of a camel
the hollow that gnaws at me when
I take off in an aeroplane

But why this effort
to put on iron garments?

When you don't have a torso
but only a hollow
straight and firm
and strong enough
to prod the womb of the land?

Why do you cover yourself
when you know
a rat
cannot escape staring at its hairy face
when it sees you?

How far can you clothe yourself
How far can I run away from myself?

( 23rd September 2012, Mehrauli, Delhi)

For W S Maugham

             

you are the repository
of the thread
that forms a spider's web

silver, supple
and ghastly thin

but important
for the survival of a species
endangered by word
travelling by mouth

   once I caught the thread
in my fingers
and my wet hands made
the coils stronger

I had to delay
my departure to the fair
by five minute

between two cream tiles
you dribble in
water and viscous thread
an invading army of insomnia

but I promise to keep your word
you will be an important line
in this story
silvery, supple
and ridiculously thin.

(7-8th 0ct 2012, Sualkuchi, Assam)


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