Sunday, 7 October 2018

Always more than the sum of its pieces



A glass breaks, snaps in pieces just like that
and brings back the distant space it was bought -
memory and wistfulness in the format
of a raw, jagged rim. A morning caught

between the smells of the dust and diesel,
between the crosshatches marked on the road;
the mood chasing its own tail like a mongrel,
the vendors already in touristy mode.

The traffic in the cloak of peak hour rush,
the more the haste the more viscous its gait -
the whole day an indeterminate slush
of bleached sky and earth in a grudging wait.

Now that the glass's broken it's got the sheen
of a greater truth, more than what glass should mean.





Tomorrow marks the start of the Indian autumn festival season - the Navaratri or nine nights culminating a month later on Diwali, the festival of lights. I have family visiting from India during the Durgapuja (yay!) - so I'm going to be a little occupied with stuff offline, but will be there for the WEP October Spookfest. Online and off, it's going to be a megablast! 





15 comments:

  1. enjoy family and autumn fest. Sounds like a good combo.

    and your poem - I must ponder the sheen of broken glass...a ceiling...? the greater truth and what it means to different people? Much to think about. Thanks

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    1. Each of us has our own unique truth. Thanks for being here and your thought provoking comments.

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  2. Hari Om
    blessings of Durga-maa to you and family! YAM xx

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    1. Thank you, I will. Super chuffed to see you at the WEP!!

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  4. The poem is beautiful. Enjoy the time with your family.

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  5. Hi Nila - yes ... life is for family and living, while pursuing our dreams. There's always more with whatever happens. Have a very happy month ... and see you for WEP - cheers Hilary

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    1. Always more with whatever happens - so true! Thanks Hilary.

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  6. Love the imagery of "the whole day an indeterminate slush
    of bleached sky and earth".

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    1. Glad you liked it, Thank you for the feedback. Value it, as always.

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  7. I love the idea of the mood chasing it's own tail, Nila. And the glass breaking to reveal 'the sheen of a greater truth.'
    Enjoy your time with family.

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