Long Sulphurous Poems

VIII

In the minds fixed eye I see five newly discovered graves,              
Headless lions sat atop an impregnable "Triumphal Gate";   ...

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I Want to Plant a Seed of Poesy 

By Purushottam Dhakal

I want to write a poem
Every time
As people happen to die at road side
For lack of filling the stomach.
People are compelled to live a life
As...

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With canoe and hook of a jawbone
  below a great fish Maui snared,
and his brothers half-crazed behaving
  leapt and gouged in frenzy craving.
From Palliser Bay to Cape Reinga 
 (departing place of the...

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My Love,

The sky reminded me of you today.
The sun set in lilac with a teasing tinge of pink—
just the way you used to love it.

On other days, the sky is yellow and murky,
reeking of sulphur...

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There it was again,
a scratching at my door.
Like nails upon a chalkboard.
It wasn't there before.
The wind blew round the settle
and the fire glowed back to life.
I reached for my plate of bread and cheese
and deftly...

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It was the missing decade 
of my life that came back,
late on one clammy night.

Wearing your visage
of a foraging girl
at the foot of a tranquil Vesuvius. 

Spent though I was,
for those decades still with me,
I...

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Café Terrace (Coffee House) In Arles, France

Beneath stars of heavenly grandeur,
In a café, romance prospects dwell brighter.
Patrons entertaining escapades of camaraderie,
Charismatically whisper away the evening.

Visible under the illuminating gas lantern,
Of sulphurous yellow revealing customers
Who say,...

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The era of darkness is near,

I can smell the ground starting to rot.

The penetrating scent of Fetidity

Assaulting the nostrils of pure souls.

 

With the putrid scent goes along,

Your last uncontaminated Exhalation.

There goes the only hope...

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The harsh winds snarl and bite like fighting dogs.
No pity in this bull-black bitter night.
No stars nor moon can pierce the city fog.
No shelter saves the beggar from his plight.

The winds whip swirling grit and...

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Something sinister stalks the streets
Searching the smells at sunset
Slipping unseen, slinking in shadows
Seeking that special sweet snack

She sees with rose tinted glasses
It's secretly stolen her senses
Slowly the serpent approaches
Since now it somehow seems safe

It's sulphurous...

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STONEFACED

facets of fear
stoneswept
windfaced
as we stepped
into murky
darkening grey
recalling that
day you began
to fade away...
like vapour into
a mental decline
surrealistic
and sublime

tangible terror
overflowed 
lunacy replaced
sanity as you
voiced your mind….

bold angels trapped in blocks of ice
labyrinths tangled in whirlwinds slice
insidious moons...

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Darkness and I have become allies,

 affinity by association's shadowed prayer

     spoken of the same kindred language,

consanguinity in our devout appeal

  of blackening night's smoky exposure,

like a coke whore I...

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