Thursday, February 21, 2008

for you amit..again

More and More

More and more frequently the edges
of me dissolve and I become
a wish to assimilate the world, including
you, if possible through the skin
like a cool plant's tricks with oxygen
and live by a harmless green burning.
I would not consume
you or ever
finish, you would still be there
surrounding me, complete
as the air.Unfortunately I don't have leaves.
Instead I have eyes
and teeth and other non-green
things which rule out osmosis.
So be careful, I mean it,
I give you fair warning:
This kind of hunger draws
everything into its own
space; nor can we
talk it all over, have a calm
rational discussion.
There is no reason for this, only
a starved dog's logic about bones.
-- Margaret Atwood

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

ooooh.. and to say that i started out actualy believing you might have written that wd tell u wat i think of your skills

atwood's poetry tends to be this soothingly delicious na.

9:49 AM  
Blogger Nay_Haa said...

Had never come across something as beautiful as this.. Thankfully, logic hasn't found a place in love's glossary :)

7:23 AM  

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