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Eila Mahima Jaipaul (continued from previous page)

Architects

condemned to design
a cemetery
I offer you
this space
to build
or destroy

the curves
planes
uneven terrain
many colored, multi textured
interior landscape
yours

make me a castle
put me in plaster

dig a well
end up a tunnel

Autumn yearning fantasy

even the loved ones
stay away
silent
there's no empty air
only distance, not covered by waiting footsteps

tongues falter in circles
not able to direct a sun's course
light comes through shades
un-designated gaps
running from other colors

it's a time of redefining squares
demystifying rectangles
but not being a calendar
days aren't square
while wandering boxless cubes
living in questions
aware solutions are over horizons
brooms become scared to sweep
what's scattered around beds


Ottawa River

this water binds me to you
moving constantly till nothing is left
except you
and stillness between two myths
it carries neither path, nor home

so wandering dry streets
resembling burning sun, in the deadness of night
the great inarticulate din
endlessly renews its own vigor
and specters in the moon
frighten me

yet what is there to do
but stare at this water
for long nights, waiting


 

 

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Sentinel Poetry (Online) #48November 2006   ISSN 1479-425X

THE INTERNATIONAL JOURNAL OF POETRY & GRAPHICS...since December 2002

Editor: Amatoritsero Ede

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