Saturday, August 19, 2017

O Saguaro

Our Lady of Sorrows by Maria Izquierdo, 1943
These cacti,
are they pointing fingers
or praying for rain?

- Neha

Desert Flight

Scales by Neha

The world is so big, 
and we, with our worlds, 
tiny tiny dots.

And yet, what is
in the galaxy, beats in 
the beats of our hearts. 

- Neha 

Agulhas

Paysage by Joan Miro, 1925
Does the Indian ocean
merge
with the Atlantic ocean
or
Is it the same ocean,
limited only by
limitation
of
the
human
imagination?

- Neha

Spilled Portrait

Side Alley by Neha 

Things that you care about,
you have to care (about).

- Neha

Sunday, July 02, 2017

To melt

Rosa Covarrubias con rebozo by Tina Modotti
To melt all our burning
pride into a scented balm
to sooth the misery
of this strange wild world.

- Neha

Why I love birds

Rosa Rolanda - Autorretrato, 1958
That, we too can rise
despite gravities’ fierce pull.

- Neha

Tuesday, May 30, 2017

A Work Of Artifice

Penzai (penjing) on a mural (706 CE) — in the Tang Dynasty tomb of Prince Li Xian, Wiki Commons
The bonsai tree
in the attractive pot
could have grown eighty feet tall
on the side of a mountain
till split by lightning.
But a gardener
carefully pruned it.
It is nine inches high.
Every day as he
whittles back the branches
the gardener croons,
It is your nature
to be small and cozy,
domestic and weak;
how lucky, little tree,
to have a pot to grow in.
With living creatures
one must begin very early
to dwarf their growth:
the bound feet,
the crippled brain,
the hair in curlers,
the hands you
love to touch.

- Marge Piercy

Tuesday, May 02, 2017

Vicinity

Curtis "Talwst" Santiago
Every Saturday, Father and I Would Go Get Lined Up, 2016
Your words,
like soft flowers came.
With sound of train whistles,
Lily asleep on your bed,
Santiago and Peanut
leisurely lined up: in ink that matters
- of distant loves in vicinity.

- Neha, for Riley

Monday, May 01, 2017

Jasmine dreams

Jannat by Neha
Heaven:
is here,
with my
nose
in you.

- Neha