Do You See?
>Recently I had 2 poems published in Manorborn 09 Collection (Harford Poetry Society) on the theme of “Water”. “Shuddhi From Every Living Thing” and “and I saw lotuses out of season” were my contributions.
My faith gave me shuddhi from
Thermal springs sprung from myths
Full moon dips in ammonia streams
Avoidance from our liquid beliefs
Of impurity and the five elements
I won’t drown like Ophelia for sure
For my faith poured clear shuddhi
The water from every living thing
As they lay dying in heavens’ corners
Wishing for a stream of reasons to
Reverse course, enter them unsullied.
“and I saw lotuses out of season”
with the rain that collected like eyes
over city roads of many vigils and wrangles
with long lines of handholding kids and adults
the line punctuated with buckets, pots, jerry cans
with monsoon’s bloom of festering holes that deceived
a splash or a sip and diluted rivers of freshness to flow clogged
I saw lotuses out of season ready to take on the clouds.
Image: Manorborn 09 cover