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Jaydeep Sarangi |
1. Soul Spaces
Over my piercing eyes silence
is called for, again and again
Talking to you is my act of silence
dancing near the old river connect at Jhargram
I celebrate my daughter's feats everyday
taking a special biryani for home
As the summer rain sails over me
my desire makes me of its own
The silent waters of the Ganges
carrying the light of my silent eyes
Delayed is my mind’s full moon,
someone calls me to meet in deep dark
Darkness has a voice, mysterious caller tones
You call; my desire has an evening, our moods mate
A long day signs off waiting for your
mood to return and celebrate the best in the world
Unbound from cultural images, meetings
her free spirit with a trident and a sword
Bright blue, standing on Shiva she
keeps time, the dark mother of the land
As she moves in deep water of life
my heart is taken on loan, undefined.
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2. The Random Moments
(For Jayanta Mahapatra)
My poems stand in front of your floral gate
Interfaced with green hopes, crow noises
before the wearying banks of the Mahanadi
I leave my rivulets, metaphors behind
passing through a rain of rites of the moment
with a slow soundless night at Cuttack.
The Hirakund Dam is never dry of hope
the substance stirs my grandfather’s heart
hanging over an ancient city of temples and kings.
As an obscure man I ask for more words
out of hunger or a summer smiting times
looking out for some drops of holy rain water
My brown flesh is a missing person
with bare face relationships
lying down with wounds leaking blood
Tonight, I 'm beside the chariot and a lion sitting,
counting shadow spaces at Chandrabhaga beach
without talking to it, my random descent begins.
Life signs are white bones of the past.
If I suddenly lose all doors of paper
how can I talk to a God?
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