Priya Sarukkai Chabria,

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Dialogue-3 - Poem by Priya Sarukkai Chabria,

3.

He says:

Through widening darkness
she entered my vision like lightning
dipped in gentleness.
I wished to hold
her like a mountain holds fire-clouds,
free yet bewitched, her tenderness
raining down the slopes of my life.

But I feel wooden: She is trusting
and savage, unschooled in the rules of men. Her giving
will be incandescent, her body flaming
into mine, to burn the bark
of my defenses; creeper-like

she will snake into my privacy.
Her brightness will turn adamant
as she roots into me;
her desires striking skyward.
An electric tree
spangling -
studded on the horizon of my fortitude.

Dawn will find us ashen in its tranquility,
our colours the same, my sap drained
into the silt of defeat.



It's best to be silent, to bury
my longing; to shape
my cold feet into gnarled roots;
a lightning-struck tree
in gnawing
darkness.

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  • (1/7/2006 5:15:00 PM)


    This is poetry without cliches-how refreshing. Loved the last three lines-and others. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 7, 2006



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