LOST WORLD*
Lost World (poem by Anuradha Bhattacharyya)The leaves on the grass shed Off the branches,The pearl in the sand taken From the oyster,The gurgle from the springSeparated,The young from its homeGone riding to the farthestEnd of inspiration,Wiping out all traces of its descent,Wiping out the frothOf past glory. In its travel down the sky, In its affinity with the grass, It sings to the sand A ballad Spun from utopian dreams – Forgetting becomes a melody Without festering fetters,
A calm claim to live a new planet.
*First published in Amaravati Poetic Prism 2016
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Lost World (poem by Anuradha Bhattacharyya)The leaves on the grass shed Off the branches,The pearl in the sand taken From the oyster,The gurgle from the springSeparated,The young from its homeGone riding to the farthestEnd of inspiration,Wiping out all traces of its descent,Wiping out the frothOf past glory. In its travel down the sky, In its affinity with the grass, It sings to the sand A ballad Spun from utopian dreams – Forgetting becomes a melody Without festering fetters,
A calm claim to live a new planet.
*First published in Amaravati Poetic Prism 2016
Original link
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