Crystalline Poems Poem by Ananta Madhavan

Crystalline Poems



Take up a cut-glass poem
And hold it to your lamp
That you might see
Its radiant opacity,
And shafted steel-blue veins of light.

Turn, turn it gently, on poised web-fingers
Like some slow machinery,
That you might mark
The shaping interval of motion,
The pulse of new-bound time.

That should be all, unless
Within your own cross-mirrored halls
Other crystal broods are spawned.
Then let you hand withdraw,
That the smithereens might free
The between-space which it artfully confined.

Monday, March 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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I liked poetry which touched spaces between words, emotions.
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