Long Drowsily Poems

Bharathidasan’s “Pulikku nay enta muulai” (To the Tiger, the Dog knows no safe dwelling!) translated by T. Wignesan 

Bharathidasan (1891-1964) was a self-proclaimed disciple of the eminent Brahmin poet: Cuppiramania Bharathiyar (cf. two poems of...

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My given name is Hortense, and I am an English Professor,
I love my job and my life, and to do my best I endeavor.

I am popular with my students, as I also am with friends;
And...

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Sophomore year’s clocked-up my free time. Last summer I made some core promises (to my mom) to go harder on the pre-med track. Perfect grades are ok, I’m told, but they’re underdog, alone. So, this...

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living in this house gets weird in the winter,
we just live here now, the two of us, me and babby.
well, I guess it’s not just us, always sleeping is the cat.
whenever it gets a little...

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Its roof well overhung by boughs 
From the old Churchyard trees
Our small cottage rested like a
Penitent on subservient knees 
Windows at least a crack open
The old country lore reason
To let in the fresh air
No matter...

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Smoke bellowed out the top
Of the trawler’s ships
As the merciless hunters loaded
Their harpoons with exploding tips

“There she blows,” a sailor shouted 
It was a female whale that surfaced and spouted
The engines roared in hot pursuit
The...

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Negative comments won't hold me down
I won't be wearing it like a royal crown 
It won't get rid of the divorce papers my dad received
When I heard about it, I felt myself in the inside...

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Exodus
From a distant hill far away
Shadowed off by a monstrous cloud stormy
Lay signs and sighs
From an alley tucked away
Sheltered off by ghostly shades of moaning moon
Flogs chorus a hollow song in a fog
The twinkling mirage...

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Sleepless
Nights
Drifting
In and
Out
and
I realize
that

I've
Lost myself
Inside
This house

My
home
with
Glass walls
and
darkened windows
Ne'er letting the light in
Trying
to
find
an escape

and

In
This dreamlike
State
I
find myself walking
Through the halls
I once knew
My
feet
Throb from
the tingling sensation of
numbness that only
the
Cold Glass floor can bring

My
Nightdress
ghost like in appearence
flutters
in
the
wind
as
glacial temperatures
drop
and
My
breath
becoming visible
like tufts...

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A little Girl’s Journey    

A little girl’s day dream of her first train ride
A journey filled with laughter,
fun, comfort, and ease
Her heart does a small leap
With butterflies on daisies teasing her tummy
Excited...

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During the day
there's a deceptive lull
in the staid common parlor
when the home seems deadly dull

Stale air, disinfectant and potpourri
stirred only by the worried, hurried strides
of harried nurses down hectic halls
stuffy efficiency personified

In contrast to those,...

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God Bless You!

Finished shift at eleven o’clock in the night
and go to the underground station, the train flying
to the next stop, changed the line here, at Baker Street
Get on the first carriage, I am always...

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Daybreak usually greets me when it ascends each day.
Yawning, I drowsily rise from the comfort of my bed
as the horizon glows with colors in resplendent array.

Dawn announces, "The warmth of Ra is on its way!"
Soon,...

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Sitting on the beach of “Puri” beholden at the setting sun   
Rose-colored globe dropping drowsily in fathom less ocean.

Felt every atom of the sand pulsating with divinity
 Million years since depicting the milieu...

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Tired  2 0r 2 Tired



There’s another hole
My right foot has sympathetically
Decided to leach me out of

Going down, disaffiliating, deflation of the day
Forgive me, eleven hours non-stop
Leaves me numb in the head

I won !
Isn’t that...

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Dewdrops twinkle
         in the roaring furnace
                    of a...

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The winter approaching, 
Snow glistening,
The sound of wind so strong,
Midnight fuel burning,
My heart is so lonely.

Listening to unfriendly loud screams,
The snoring and friends’ bad dreams,
Very faint in my ear but close it seems,
As silence creeps...

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Ever so drowsily awakening to
the seminal dark and next to last

Falling leaves barely still clinging
and hanging onto the winter tree

I myself from here safely snuggly 
wedged inside

Now looking outwardly have to squint
in order for me...

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The fixedness of certain things exhausts-
like my own shadow, this old tree and the sun.
I climb out of my dream,
Put on my clothes
And do not turn back.
I still carry the scent of you though-
The warming...

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poesie slumbers
quietly breathing
swathed in white noise 
deep in reverie

poesie trances
in an English garden
picture windows
take after an Anglian sky

poesie rolls over
on freshly cut grass 
hedged in by Japanese Quince
the color of wild things waking

poesie sighs deeply
someone's...

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Dreams of a distant past
Dance in the dungeon of my heart
Driving me to drop my daily duties
And to dare wonder
At how shall it be
When,
Breathless, I shall be in your gaze
Trying to look as neutral
As would...

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Canada is afire and I’m confused, shouldn’t the snow put that out?

The Boston sky is an interesting shade of mustard yellow,
and there’s a pale orange haze where the sun should be.

Lisa, drowsily asleep-walked into the...

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Sunbeams interact with dreams
at the shallow end of sleep.
And reality awakes;
if it isn't buried too deep.

Drowsily reaching over,
you half expect he'll be there.
But his pillow's all you find,
where his scent clings to the air.

His death...

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At which a stone from the moon
My name could be shattered in delight
Wake or sleep, as last a rose, full of balloon;
But when traveling stars which fright
A few poisonous kiss to air, I love
Such May...

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A ruby-red sun slowly starts to sink;
its sanguine sunbeams coloring clouds pink.
And as a molten moon mirrors Sole's face,
its gilded beams begin to fall in place.

And as dusk's darkness drowsily descends,
a star-studded sky suddenly transcends.
And,...

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