The Twins' Symphony
1. In Love with a Gorgon
At the time of the sun's spitting saffron out in the sky,
my life turned into a dazzling Gorgon and smiled.
The Gorgon with her snaky hair and tempting eyes
that I didn't know, turned a lot of things into stone.
Her smile drove me unwilling to suffer an eclipse,
frantic to climb the ladder of paramount ecstasy.
Prying into the tangles of love, I shrugged off
the unburdening of things we carry to the end.
Her smile seemed like music of pebbles in a stream.
I didn't know only monsters thrive under her spell.
She stared me out of countenance and I am stone.
My moss-green figure only a twister can shatter.
Now regrets grow like shrubs in the rain forest;
I can't have them all eaten by the worms of Time.
2. The House of Rumours
(for Monira Qais)
I have slipped straight from my mother's womb
into this house where rumours breed like spawn;
and the grown-ups grin as I stand like a torso;
my eyes blink at the dazzle of the carnival lights;
I wonder how lords of life avow me an insane;
like a trapped mouse, I stiffen with starlit fear.
Grappling with a lot of traumatic rumours at home,
I come of age and slump as columns in the quake.
In all my autumns when the sky fell dripping blue,
I didn't see ripples of rapture on pools ever spread,
suffered year after year a burn in the flames of fire,
long tortured by fabrications and lack of tears.
My life tells of the slow burn in the snaky flames;
and there's my body fills with blisters of grief.
Poetry by Sofiul Azam
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Written on 2005-09-04 at 10:02
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