Some Words You Must Towel Dry

12 Jul

Tonight is a night for poetry.

For Neruda, Manivannan, Szymborska to convene,

Singe the dampness and my inner stone,

Purging loss, blood, memory as return gifts.

Tonight is a night for poetry.

For haze, aching and city lights,

Churn the heaves into bite-sized portions,

Packed in steel boxes for tea time.

Tonight is a night for poetry.

For the future that will happen without me,

I will watch that life with binoculars,

Offer improper condolences when it is time.

Wash away

the wetness.

Wash away

the night.

Scrape spirits within an inch of breath;

Petrify.

Cleave resignation with familiar spade

Line up in dated rows

He’ll come back like he said he would

And find orange peels and your scent

on the wind.

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8 Responses to “Some Words You Must Towel Dry”

  1. dipali July 12, 2009 at 10:24 am #

    So many futures that happen without us.
    Must they be mourned?
    I wonder………

  2. Mamma Mia! Me a Mamma?!? July 12, 2009 at 9:42 pm #

    But your words must always be shared here; dry, wet, gentle, hard, it does not matter. All that matters is that you let them rain upon us…

  3. Sharanya Manivannan July 12, 2009 at 10:26 pm #

    Oh My God – I’m not just “Manivannan” (somehow it’s always a thrill to be identified by last name), I’m Manivannan between Neruda and Szymborska?!

    I’m going to bed right now so I can fall asleep feeling warm and fuzzy. 🙂 xoxo

  4. Orange Jammies July 12, 2009 at 10:31 pm #

    dipali: Heaven forbid! Then we’d always be in mourning. Or wondering whether we should be.

    M4: Now if only the Bombay monsoon took its cues from me. 😉

    Sharanya: You were intentionally sandwiched. That’s my order of favorites. 🙂

  5. Aunty G July 14, 2009 at 12:34 am #

    This sort of poetry
    Leaves me dizzy
    How does one do it!
    Spit, polish and chew it?
    There — have made myself tipsy!

  6. Orange Jammies July 14, 2009 at 7:55 pm #

    Aunty G: My words leave you drunk,
    And sometimes in a funk,
    But I can’t complain
    or call them a pain
    ‘coz they found me my hunk!

  7. Aunty G July 14, 2009 at 10:57 pm #

    🙂

  8. Orange Jammies July 15, 2009 at 11:10 pm #

    Aunty G: 😉

Here's a bar of chocolate. Now talk to me. :)

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