Tuesday, October 11, 2005


panic lingers in post modern desire
crumbles in post mortem disarray
list in do not know land
the optical, the oddity, and zoo
flounder in a sea of purpose
in the back seat of useless words
crosswords becomes crossroads
becomes john of the cross
to back alleys and dirt roads
goats and swine
donkeys, peacocks and goats
children in faithful greetings
hello madam
punctuated by giggles
the freaks have come out
to play in flat land

stairs to surrender
stairs to unfathomable threshold
a sequence of events
in high heat persistence
logic's double twine tempest
for each next
a thousand eternals
bound in discipline
a plastic version
dead on a hill
a monument to
an attempted escape
diamond eye beacons
endless strides for the faithful
gold crowns for the sky clad

o, miserable imagination
take away your loud challenge
surrender to the images before me
the thousand of images before me
and not the hundred suggestions
that mute the present

'aa nnamoo'
because before they could hunt
they could not eat
a million souls have never left
rounded blessings
sprouting a bodiless
no longer thee

offering simmering words
a living everything
maybe a little vague
the mountian and the steps are the same
passes a wafting perfect


Blogger redbird said...

Wow! I love this. It is exciting to know, through your poetry, something of India and your journey. The inspirations and impressions must be immense. What rich food for your artistry and spirit, yes? I feel grateful for your staying in touch this way, for giving me lingual windows into your experience.

Take care,

2:25 PM  
Blogger kari said...

thank you for checking in..

10:25 PM  
Blogger kari said...

thank you for checking in..

10:26 PM  

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