of memory
dialogue
imagery
right now
and when I cough
from smoking
it totally disappears
and then starts
all over again
pretty soon
and then there is sky
that comes from nowhere
random combinations
of vague images
that haunt
that get stuck
that float in and out
slowly creating silence
slowing creating colour
red and blue
earth and sea and sky
and in this complete silence
a boat rows in black shadow
how beautiful the earth is now
these hills in the darkness
the pine trees and their branches
rising like smoke into the sky
how the stars hang shining
and black langurs climb the mountains
enchanted with everything
and I soon feel
I am at the bottom of the sea
and there is no greater feeling
than this beautiful blue
caressing me
I see the stars come searching
for this warmth
how they undress
and go to sleep
on the seabed
and then I find
myself turning into a whale
I take to the ocean and I swim
in the magic sleep of darkness
my mind is water
and then I stop and look
and find my belts hanging from their hooks
and I look at my grey cupboard full of books
and I open my window
and take to the sky
and I fly and fly
disappearing from view
only to find myself again
lying in bed
looking at my hairy legs
at my stomach breathing
under my orange T-shirt
and I find I am unusually calm
very relaxed
my feet warm
making funny faces
at me
and I smile to myself
thinking this is definitely different
and I feel very good
and there are these wonderful sounds outside
an aeroplane in the sky
soft
soft snatches of vehicle beeps
and then a hawker
blows his horn
and I am gone
and the sparrows are chirping
the crow is cawing
and then the pigeons coo
I love you
and sunlight climbs the sky
like a wave
and now the whole world
is shining bright golden
this is what I seek
I feel the need to speak
though I also think I should give it a break
it’s only the beginning of the week
so thank you so much
it has been simply sublime
I’ll catch up with you some other time.
The above poem is from my third book The Branches (2015).