Saturday, October 05, 2019

The little ways that encourage good fortune

Watch your step by Neha 
Wisdom is having things right in your life
and knowing why.
If you do not have things right in your life
you will be overwhelmed:
you may be heroic, but you will not be wise.
If you have things right in your life
but do not know why,
you are just lucky, and you will not move
in the little ways that encourage good fortune.

The saddest are those not right in their lives
who are acting to make things right for others:
they act only from the self--
and that self will never be right:
no luck, no help, no wisdom.

- William Stafford

Wednesday, October 02, 2019

What Will Remain ?



- Mahmoud Darwish, The Butterfly's Burden 

Sunday, September 08, 2019

The Fish in the Sea Is Not Thirsty




- The Kabir Book, Ecstatic Poems of Kabir, Versions by Robert Bly 

Saturday, April 27, 2019

Shaking Hands




- Sorry for your troubles, Pádraig Ó Tuama

Thursday, April 25, 2019

Things I am working on recently to remember, Part II

Reason for flowers by Neha
First words this time
around this world,
Last words to a human I loved,
Last words to another human I loved,
Last words to another human I loved,
Last words of a human who loved,
Last words of another human who loved,
Half words to a human I love,
Half words of a human I love,
Half words of a human I love,
Half words of a human I love,
How jasmine fragrance used to fill the night air,
making tropical passage a heaven on earth,
Number of stars I successfully counted
before giving up,
Old faces from before the yellow school bus,
Papa’s sweet whistling,
Ma’s too much love,
That that will not be named
The yellow blue dragon shirt
When body became embodied first
Pure pleasure of mother tongue words -
shabda
achambha
sundar 
uljhan 
kabootar 
baadal 
pagal
ruko
chalo
chuski
banwara
kashmakash 
Sources of all the pains
that have softened my I,
overfilling the mouth
with gratitude,
Previous rounds I have been
through this beautiful
mysterious terrifying
mad ha(t)ter world that I love.

Remembrance is fog
but if you bring
your hands closer,
this fog will
uncharacteristically
generously,
give you the gifts of glimpses.
No scientists needed.

Simar simar sukh paa-i-aa
  Meditating, meditating in remembrance, I have found peace.

- Neha

Things I have been working years on to forget, Part 1

Dark knight of the soul by Neha 
A night
Another night
Another night
Another night
A human
Another human
Another human
Another human
Another human
A pea pod
Another pea pod
Another pea pod
A menacing pair of eyes with
machine gun in hand
A high commission mouth
later asking was it a toy
or a real gun?
Another pair of eyes
A touch
Another touch
Another touch
Another touch
Another touch
A foolishness my own
Another foolishness my own
Another foolishness my own
Another foolishness my own
Another foolishness my own
Another foolishness my own
Another foolishness my own
Another foolishness my own

It hasn’t worked clearly.
Forgetting to forget
is a severe condition
for which scientists
are working
on a solution, one hopes -
but maybe they forgot to
remember to help us forget?

- Neha

But Why?

Mouth of the Cave by Neha 
We are cruel to our planet
because we are cruel to each other,
We are cruel to each other
because we are cruel to ourselves,
We are cruel to ourselves
because we hunger for love
And hunger is dangerous
when not understood or fed or heard.

- Neha

Love After Love


The Lovejoy Columns by Neha
The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

- Derek Walcott

ABC

Unknowable Pedestrian Birds by Neha 
I’ll never find out now
What A. thought of me.
If B. ever forgave me in the end.
Why C. pretended everything was fine.
What part D. played in E’s silence.
What F. had been expecting, if anything.
Why G. forgot when she knew perfectly well.
What H. had to hide.
What I. wanted to add.
If my being around
meant anything
to J. and K. and the rest of the alphabet.

- Wislawa Szymborska

एक मुलाकात

अब रात घिरने लगी - नेहा
मैं चुप शान्त और अडोल खड़ी थी
सिर्फ पास बहते समुन्द्र में तूफान था……फिर समुन्द्र को खुदा जाने
क्या ख्याल आया
उसने तूफान की एक पोटली सी बांधी
मेरे हाथों में थमाई
और हंस कर कुछ दूर हो गया

हैरान थी….
पर उसका चमत्कार ले लिया
पता था कि इस प्रकार की घटना
कभी सदियों में होती है…..

लाखों ख्याल आये
माथे में झिलमिलाये

पर खड़ी रह गयी कि उसको उठा कर
अब अपने शहर में कैसे जाऊंगी?

मेरे शहर की हर गली संकरी
मेरे शहर की हर छत नीची
मेरे शहर की हर दीवार चुगली

सोचा कि अगर तू कहीं मिले
तो समुन्द्र की तरह
इसे छाती पर रख कर
हम दो किनारों की तरह हंस सकते थे

और नीची छतों
और संकरी गलियों
के शहर में बस सकते थे….

पर सारी दोपहर तुझे ढूंढते बीती
और अपनी आग का मैंने
आप ही घूंट पिया

मैं अकेला किनारा
किनारे को गिरा दिया
और जब दिन ढलने को था
समुन्द्र का तूफान
समुन्द्र को लौटा दिया….

अब रात घिरने लगी तो तूं मिला है
तूं भी उदास, चुप, शान्त और अडोल
मैं भी उदास, चुप, शान्त और अडोल
सिर्फ- दूर बहते समुन्द्र में तूफान है…..

- अमृता प्रीतम