Friday, July 11, 2014

inadequate poem

Untitled I once dreamed of cherry blossoms' end When the petals swayed to their demise - Dancing all around us When I tapped her from behind And she took her gaze away from the horizon 
to look at me, Blurred, was the bright-green grass And Greece-blue waters Adjacent to her face; Her face, unstirred It's hard to believe in imagination But there it was one day On a computer screen, Somewhere in Japan, very pink,blue and green There was a garden of cherryblossoms atop hills If you ask me why I choose to believe in that which I cannot see, It is because there is no lesser magic Than to believe in things placed right before your eyes Without surprise -Tilok Adnan finished July 11, 2014

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