Saturday, 29 August 2009

faintly

something...
vanishes into thick ether,
swimming ripple-less.

faintly,
from far away,
the drumbeats of onam.

*****

5 comments:

Imagination said...

these are beautiful images....

this is amazing....

bluebird said...

I adore the way how you play with words.. more than create an image, you actually evoke an emotion.. which can only come from a mind that is so remarkably acquainted with words, that you can actually make them dance to your tune so.

Are you in city this onam?

P. Venugopal said...

Bluebird, Imagination, don't go overboard.

Basic experimentations these. Look at the way we are trained to express our perceptions. We always go after the mould, the known shape, the symbol. Without the mould into which we can fill to receive a known shape, we are helpless. The unknown thus remains always beyond us.

Can you, in words, within definite boundaries, describe a mood? There is no particular logic to a mood, while words are all about logic, each word symbolising something.

So to break the mould and go out into the real, you have to break the trap of logic.

I do not know whether I am clear enough. I have certain vague ideas about these things, but I do not know how I can express them?

bluebird said...

I think I am inclined to think along similar lines so what you have said is abundantly clear to me. And besides, there is only so much you can put into words too..

workhard said...

Ur work is really graphical...


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