In A Place Where Little Is Left Poem by Raj Arumugam

In A Place Where Little Is Left



in a place where little is left
where the sandy mind
does not allow anything to grow
where non-life rages like
the weather in a hostile planet

I place a vase
of flowers, white and clear
pure and simple

in a place where all the elements
conspire to kill

perhaps beauty might heal;
or perhaps if it is death,
it comes better
with one's aesthetics as witness

In A Place Where Little Is Left
Sunday, January 29, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life,life and death
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Companion painting: Still Life, Lilac Bouquet,1883 by Édouard Manet
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