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Musings of a Fractured Sunset

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i have thought of you
in such south african evenings
when traffic queues
search for starlights in your eyes
and I search for words you once said
hiding in cloth folds in my mind
and these multi-storeyed buildings
would have been ideal
to jump down just for the heck of it
even summers here are so respectful
full of colonial manners
and you would have said
kya itni door isi liyey ayey
did you come so far for all this
as the robots turns green
i speed with your laughter
just waiting for the crash to happen.
just waiting for the words to come back

Poem and Watercolour by Amitabh Mitra

 

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  • <a href="http://fionasnyckers.book.co.za" rel="nofollow">Fiona</a>
    Fiona
    September 11th, 2009 @10:17 #
     
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    Ah, a South African poem! And a far more muted palette than usual, apart from that streak of green in the middle, and the spot of acid yellow drawing the eye down. It seems to represent the muted Africa of present-day reality in contrast to the vivid India of memory.

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  • <a href="http://helenmoffett.book.co.za" rel="nofollow">Helen</a>
    Helen
    September 11th, 2009 @10:31 #
     
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    I like the tracery of those elongated street lights, the contrast with those grim featureless buildings.

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  • <a href="http://poetsprintery.book.co.za" rel="nofollow">Amitabh</a>
    Amitabh
    September 11th, 2009 @10:40 #
     
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    Thanks Fiona
    Thanks Helen

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  • <a href="http://www.freewebs.com/drunkonlegs" rel="nofollow">keralavarma</a>
    keralavarma
    September 14th, 2009 @05:56 #
     
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    Wah, Amitda, wah, such traffic stopping poetry and a matching water colour. We struggle to see which is better, your lyrics or your painting! The green in your canvas is our eternal hope in our grey evenings of nostalgia.
    The play of words and unusual imagery like in the following lines are just out of this world.
    when traffic queues
    search for starlights in your eyes
    and I search for words you once said
    hiding in cloth folds in my mind

    And then you jump the traffic signal like an amber gambler to unexpected humour.
    and these multi-storeyed buildings
    would have been ideal
    to jump down just for the heck of it

    before you sign of in the most appealing way
    just waiting for the crash to happen.
    just waiting for the words to come back
    What a way to go. Wah ustad.

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  • <a href="http://philyaa.book.co.za" rel="nofollow">Phillippa Yaa</a>
    Phillippa Yaa
    September 14th, 2009 @09:08 #
     
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    beautiful!

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  • <a href="http://poetsprintery.book.co.za" rel="nofollow">Amitabh</a>
    Amitabh
    September 14th, 2009 @10:06 #
     
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    Thanks a million Kerala
    Many Thanks Phillippa

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