Swim across this strip of sea.
After all, what separates us
is brief as an eyelash–
only continent, only colour,
only language,
and a zone marked
by the thin, thin fingers
of a clock.
Tags: poem
Stray (un)poem 1
2009
11.10
11.10
- I'm a poet from India and currently writer-in-residence at the University of Kent in England. My first collection City of Water was published by Sahitya Akademi earlier this month.
About City of Water:
From the preface by Keki N. Daruwalla:
City of Water is remarkable for its supple language and tensile strength. Her images are sharp and there is integrity about the core of feeling that propels the poem. One cannot spot any weak moments either in terms of emotion or language....Anindita Sengupta never lets a poem run away with her. Like all good poets, she is original both in her way with words and her personal angle of vision."
Get in touch: anu.sengupta[at]gmail.com 
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Like what separates the earth from the moon…a mouthful of sky…
Strangely enough, it is “only”. We make such a big deal of these onlys, I’m guilty too.
@Susie: nice…
@OJ: Yes, me too. More than I like.