Mar 5, 2016 Uncategorized
At the ICA, in Boston, with Merce Cunningham’s dance troupe on the screen
Photograph@Vijaya Sundaram, January 2016
Still Life. Still, Life …
©March 5th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
As she leaves the screen,
She stills the terror within.
What am I doing in this show?
And she steps out, shaken.
The pale-and-dark of space
Obliterates memory.
Where was I a moment ago?
Now, all is still around her.
Still life with screen
Captured here, now.
Should I have stepped out?
See art distilled, right here.
A doorless space opens
Into a mystery still to see.
Should I be here? She doubts,
She lingers, thrilled, unsure.
Here’s beauty still. She peers.
Flows into the void,
Remembers. Matters press on me.
Must she go? Life goes on.
An exit sign beckons, greenly
She moves at first, then demurs.
There so much to see.
And still, life beckons.
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Tags: #Harmony, #ICA Boston, Original Photograph by Vijaya Sundaram
Mar 5, 2016 Tanka
Today, a Cold Sun (Tanka #1)
©March 5th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
Today, a cold sun
Breaks upon my window-pane.
Shards of blue scatter.
I sit mute, keys a-tapping,
Awaiting winter or spring.
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Tags: #Original Poetry, #Waiting
Mar 5, 2016 Uncategorized
Gold and Shadow
©March 5th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
That reflection you hold
Aloft in your mind’s view?
Find it. Reach it.
Touch it. Understand
It’s the sun.
You’re the one.
(Don’t burn your hand.
Let it teach you.
Don’t let it blind you.)
Turn all into gold.
Don’t let it vanish
Don’t turn your back.
Things can attack
Your dreams. So fight!
Shadows you banish
Come from behind
The light. You’ll find
They gleam. Hold tight!
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Tags: #Original Poetry, Dreams, Gold, Reflections
Mar 5, 2016 Uncategorized
Looking Glass
©March 5th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
Gaze at the looking-glass
See how you’ve changed.
How easy it is to forget!
Remind yourself today
Of who you are now,
Come, take a bow.
Marvel at who, how
You were yesterday.
Who you want to be, and yet
Not change. How strange!
Can this come to pass?
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Tags: #Original Poetry, Looking Glass
Mar 5, 2016 Uncategorized
Flow, Bacchanal!
©March 5th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
Make up your mind!
You flow like water,
Move with the wind.
Turn like the tides,
You, Dream’s daughter,
Streaming through
The void of this life,
Don’t avoid strife!
Be wild, be a child,
Dance in beams of light
Wild girl, bacchanal,
Bell-voiced, laurel-leafed
Tread and stomp and whirl
Poised to jump into cool,
Thin air, in relief, never
Return to burn on earth.
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Tags: #Original Poetry, Bacchanal, Flow like water, Wild girl