Making A Poem Poem by Vihang Naik
Making A Poem
To write a poem the pen
has to slide making a line
over a sheet. You see a
snake uncoil. Words bare
themselves. You come to know
what nakedness is or does.
Manaka's charm works as a
rule. A Sage needs senses.
In this episode the pen runs
out of ink, refill. The sound
of music resonates. Sheets flap.
The dance of the black ink and
A little light. A poem is made.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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