See The Dream

won’t go

see the sparrow

sitting on the grass

hopping onto the railings

and then over the grey road

to someone’s kitchen window.

What I’m trying to say is that

it is better to know this

when the heavy evening

having lost her happiness

comes to you

there quiet in your bed

it lays down in

the dark with you

then you know the meaning

of sorrow

the day changing its clothes

bored

and the stars racing in the sky

having outrun your sleep

see how this world drifts

unmoored

and when you wake in the

morning

the sparrow comes and

tells you this

then how easily

the whole thing

becomes a song

just like that

how the planes of joy

crisscross the sky

how the mind once again

comes home

and dances

delighted.

 

The above poem is from my first book Reeling (2012).

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Now The Dimness

has become a black stone

this is dawn

this mountain

behind which the sun rises

come steam in the desert city

of skulls and ships

see how the heat

scorches life

to rust

in this harbour

these white pigeons

how they sit at the parapets

and coo

what do they say

the barking dogs

the noise of the vehicles

have burnt my mind

to cinders

and the crows the sparrows

what are they saying

I hear the storm

rising in the red earth

and watch how the dust whirls

and at night now

the cacophony rises

the demons come out

dancing with wild abandon

their red tongues out

thirsting for rain.

This House

looks so pretty

its beautiful staircase

its white and orange window

its brown brick wall

and as I look

a crow descends

on its lovely red-tiled sloping roof

and the coconut trees

sway happily in the breeze

that is blowing

green coconuts hang in bunches

against the blue sky

the sound the leaves make

is the soothing sound

of the sea

and the sea is just behind

us here

on this lovely resort

at Kudle beach

where all night yesterday

a woman in a nearby cottage moaned

making love to her lover

for hours their lovemaking went on

perplexing me beyond wonder

and then there was this animal

or I don’t know what

first the noise was in my cupboard

and I thought it was a rat

then it ran across the walls

and I thought it could be the wind

but whatever it was

it ran across the roof then

and this woman cried.