Poem: What it is for me to write

Bark, by Anahata Giri

Bark, by Anahata Giri

What it is for me to write

I write

on a white

pearl

Meaning is

vast

so  I draw a

tight net.

                     Words could sprawl

crush

        this white egg.

But look,

here 

is the pearl

intact,

      inside a nest of

inscribed

text.

See

here,

a few words

crack open and sing.

Here it is:

my heart

        engraved.


Anahata Giri

2009

PoetryAnahata Giri