Thursday, 6 January 2011

I write footnotes here...

by riverside I sat with closed eyes
he was reading out to me
what he uttered barely registered
his voice flowed mellifluously
that was my anchor against stillness-
a stillness which frightened me
I felt his chin touch my shoulder
I turned towards him
when I opened my eyes
I saw the invisible abundance,
smelled the intersected air between us

"feet by feet, why do we have to measure distance?
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30 comments:

  1. Ramesh Sood6 January 2011 at 09:22

    A lovely question that..one may have to spend a life time to get an answer and still feel empty.. Gautami, a delightful read this..

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  2. vivinfrance6 January 2011 at 23:38

    Your title is brilliant. Lovely dreamy poem.

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  3. Laurie Kolp7 January 2011 at 06:30

    Beautiful piece... I love it!

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  4. Mama Zen7 January 2011 at 07:07

    Gorgeous!

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  5. annell7 January 2011 at 07:24

    Great Footnote! Well done!

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  6. Elizabeth7 January 2011 at 07:40

    Again, you fill my head with images, soft and detailed, and then stop the drift with a wise and deeply thoughtful question. Gautami, you just keep pulling me in. Thank you,

    Elizabeth

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  7. flaubert7 January 2011 at 07:47

    Gautami, a beautiful poem.
    Pamela

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  8. Jannie Funster7 January 2011 at 08:46

    ummn, a voice like an anchor, I know that feeling well and true. And it's a blessing abundant!

    Beautiful!

    xo

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  9. Linda7 January 2011 at 13:03

    Lovely poem that makes me think.

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  10. joannejohns7 January 2011 at 13:16

    Oooh, nice work :)

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  11. lightverse7 January 2011 at 14:24

    Yesterday, I heard someone say, "All we really have are the footnotes we leave behind." I think your are wonderful.

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  12. djvorreyer7 January 2011 at 16:43

    I like the line "anchor against stillness" very much - such an unusual juxtaposition.

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  13. Mary7 January 2011 at 20:37

    Gautami, I love thinking about the invisible abundance. Wonderful poem.

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  14. irene7 January 2011 at 22:52

    Interesting footnote! I too like "invisible abundance".

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  15. EKSwitaj8 January 2011 at 05:14

    It's interesting how the poem starts with alternate lines rhyming (me/mellifluously/me) and then that pattern disappears about halfway through. It makes one wonder what else is being lost.

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  16. nan8 January 2011 at 05:34

    Great meditation on measuring "the distance." I really liked this.

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  17. christopher8 January 2011 at 11:03

    This is soulful work.

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  18. twitches8 January 2011 at 11:53

    smelled the intersected air between us

    LOVE that line!

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  19. Tumblewords:8 January 2011 at 14:48

    Really enjoyed the imagery and questioning you've penned here. Nice, oh, nice!

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  20. LeiffyV8 January 2011 at 22:36

    Very nice, sweet poem!

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  21. anthonynorth9 January 2011 at 02:01

    Excellent last line, as always.

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  22. Gemma @ Greyscale9 January 2011 at 02:13

    Loved the final two images of "invisible abundance" and "intersected air"...like a crescendo...an answer to just being in a close dream!

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  23. Sherri9 January 2011 at 05:47

    "Smelled the intersected air"...lovely! The whole poem was beautiful.

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  24. Robin9 January 2011 at 10:34

    Oh, lovely! I think this is one of my favorites of yours to date. Also love "intersected air" - brilliant. Perfect title.

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  25. Kodjo Deynoo.9 January 2011 at 11:22

    A whole lot of love, Great work

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  26. Rallentanda9 January 2011 at 15:07

    Lovely poem and like many others,impressed by the last two lines.Very nice!

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  27. The Write Girl9 January 2011 at 17:53

    Beautiful poem. I can visualize the scene perfectly.

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  28. Shail Raghuvanshi9 January 2011 at 20:24

    Hi Gautami,

    Felt the love, the abundance.....

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  29. ρομπερτ10 January 2011 at 15:07

    This can indeed be felt. Great thinking !

    Please have a good Tuesday.

    daily athens

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  30. Gyanban11 January 2011 at 22:25

    Justice to the title indeed.
    Very well woven.

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