Teesta Review: A Journal of Poetry, Volume 1, Number 1. May 2018. ISSN: 2581-7094
Stasis
static,
our
moments
aspic'd
motionless,
poised
at
a point
at
a crossing
that
once was,
left
covered
circumscribed,
gaoled
in ambered time,
the
now the is,
becomingchrysalised
as,not
yet not far;
tactiled
anticipation
of
becoming
opening,
apotheosis
bright
gleaming
sun
showered,
mirrored
strand
of
continuity
from
the now
yesterday's
tomorrow,
annalled,palimpsest
concretized
as bridge
as
footfalls
over
possibility,
overspectred
images
of
the coal barged
smoketoweredpipebelched,
fundament
of our
own
production,
reproduction,thesis
antithesis,synthesis
appropriation
appropriated,
like
this space
this
time,
now,
this
forever
becoming
became
real.
Spine
spinal,
vertebrae
marks
to be read
lines
in a story
in
tongues
we
once knew;
thread
and
threads
threadbare
woven
in
movement
thro'
stilness,
alive
in the noise
of
silence,
flow
flowing
ebb
ebbing,
a
corpus of whom,
of
when ,of how,
of
where we are,
were,will
be,
remaining
remembered
renewed
thro' riving
purposed
writhing,
reaching
a not
purposed
slipping
into
camouflage
in
its own setting;
of
a particular
space
and time,
now
caught,
now
released,
animate
intense
passively
resisting
our
questions,
wonder,
hope.