Thursday, December 18, 2008


Fragments shattered on the rock realign, converge; particles swarming to reconfigure ancient lovers longing to escape Ellora's caves. A ritualized hiatus realized in deep relief, suspension in gaining, having, yearning.

alabaster crumbling
ground under tourists

A young couple kiss, each pulling their cell phones from their open mouths, and snap self portraits with their erotic backdrop. They return from whence they came, unchanged lovers.

carving future histories
eroding limestone


Anonymous said...

They should have been changed.

I like this one. Big things move under the surface.

ms.e said...

The "unchanged lovers" part certainly grabs and deserves more attention. You've placed intrigue in the excavation of ancient lovers juxtaposed with a snapshot of the now.

Michelle said...

Amazing Joseph Campbell quote. Thank you!

K.Lawson Gilbert said...

I like the juxtaposition of the ancient and modern lovers, times, Very impresive poem. Beautiful use of language.

GeL (Emerald Eyes) said...

K. Gilbert above beat me to the thoughts. I echo hers. That's what hit me strongest from your chosen image to the excellent poem you wove- great word choices and, of course, the imagery is gloriously sharp.
I also thought it's creative that you put a bit of prose in between the verses.

S.L. Corsua said...

Ditto to K.'s observation. The word choice here is so pleasantly intoxicating to my mind's ear. ;) Such an interesting theme for a haibun; I like it a lot -- the brimming passion here. Cheers. Have a blessed new year, dear.