stepping in

Not so Shakespearean a tale
this evening I have to tell
With neither Barthes, nor Foucault
shall I compare
You’ve claimed your space
I must make mine
You’ve put up your name
but I already have mine
Wishes can’t be horses
and dreams don’t always come true
But we must go on (w)riding…

- the Outsider


That’s what came into my head when I first read David’s posts. Nothing clearly thought of, just jottings on paper of poetry that flashed across my mind. Ah, the master’s tools and the master’s blog, the trouble with stepping in second, or shall I say the challenge? An overdose of feminist criticism? I don’t know.

So blogfinder, when you do read this, and wonder who I am (apart from what David has chosen to say or post), and why I write here, I have only this to say. I write to find myself. In voices, in experiences, in writing, in praxis. I invite you to share this space with us. Make it alive.


I leave you with some musings of mine from another evening –


Ek aur kavita

Apney aap ko khojney ke liye
Apney khayaalon ko syaahi se rangney ke liye
Apni bhaavnaaon ko kaagaz par utaarney ke liye
Apni duniya ko shabdon mein dhaalney ke liye
Apney ghussey ko thaamney ke liye
Apney pyaar ko jataaney ke liye
Apney adhoorepann ko sweekarney ke liye
Apni kalpanaaon ko samajhney ke liye
Apni yaadon ko jodney ke liye
Apney aaney waley kal ko taakhney ke liye
Likhti hun main
Kavita

Kavita
Haqueekat nahin
Kavita
Parchhai hai uski
Pratibimb hai uska
Kavita
Kavita ke liye
Jeevan jeeney ke liye

Aao saath chalein
Do pal
Haathon mein haath chalein
Kal ki raah mein…



a possible translation:


One more poem

To seek my self
To color my thoughts with ink
To pen my feelings on paper
To capture my world in words
To calm my anger
To express my love
To accept my incompleteness
To understand my imaginings
To weave my memories together
To await my tomorrow
I write
Poetry

Poetry
Not reality
Poetry
Its shadow
Its representation
Poetry, for poetry’s sake
Life, for living

Come, lets walk together
Two moments
Hand in hand, lets walk
In the direction of tomorrow/Awaiting tomorrow.