By Snehaprava Das
I could be a molecule of thought
Uncanny, secret,
Dimension less.
I could be all elements
--immense, eternal --
A cosmos holding galaxies of passion.
I may be a note of music
Hanging in the air, faint, feeble,
But repeating like an echo,
Or a speck of silence in a wind-funnel,
Gyrating into a tornado,
Sonorously lingering to infinity.
I’m overwhelmingly tender.
I hold worlds in a gentle embrace.
I’m also a razor blade,
Can slash love with a single stroke
And leave it to bleed to death.
I am war. I am peace.
Dispassionate and diligent,
I’m a nuance undulating through
Sangfroid and turbulence.
I’m a bubble forming, dissolving,
Forming again, breaking again,
Floating relentlessly to join waters
On alien shores
And linking minds.
I’m a length of thread from a kite that is
Stubborn in its desire to fly,
Connecting to the Earth
While scanning the strip of its sky.
I wander free, unfettered by
Diverse minds and tongues,
Wearing my happy pan-world face,
Spanning dams and deserts,
Oceans and mountains,
Freezing and erupting in alternate moments,
I travel borderless.
Snehaprava Das is an academic, translator and writer. She has multiple translations, three collections of stories and five anthologies of poetry to her credit. She has been published in Indian Literature, Oxford University Press, Speaking Tiger, Penguin and Black Eagle Books.
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