Short Paperweight Poems

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this black paperweight

holds everything I might need

except a full charge
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I am a paper
 you are weight
 without you
 I’d fly away
 and with you
 I am crumpled
 crushed under
 and faded with age...

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Orbiting earth at a ludicrous pace
No gravity: stuff flys all over the place
A notebook floats by, would it not be great
If we could have brought even one paperweight...

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Center>A finely wrought origami bird,
each feather a flightless paperweight
each wing a flexion of stasis.

I wanted it to come to my hand,

when I thought about that
my fingers fluttered emptily
like paper sparrows....

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jubilant echoes
stirring up the years
within the warmth
inside the walls
a nice thing they
protectively keep

on bookshelves
by the study lamp
paperweight conch
framed snapshots
a nice thing they
protectively keep

like rare pearls
lovely, exotic
memories glint
shale stone flint
a nice thing they
protectively keep...

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"A week long holiday in a glass paperweight" that holds a dandelion puff.
We remember childhood wishes. All day long we tiptoe 'round it being careful not to sneeze.  Imagine the clouds of seeds that would fill the dome and all our pockets 
We dress appropriately for dandelion watching, attending sneeze- supression classes in the evenings....

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Tearing up,
the revised versions.
Wall was rising.

Invisible,
like the unconceived
terror.

Half-eaten space,
the man wants to
hide the holiness.

The final leap, 
for the hips, the lips 
for the dive.

The bloodied
paperweight, which smasthed
the skull of a bald deity.

The arguments, that
kill the path, a 
gift of sky.


Satish Verma...

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not enough
howls of tormented birth
under a homeless roof, arresting the light,
a bleed from the pungent breast,
you lost the marriage with marigold,

to be grave purple eyed, missils killing
the shrieks, i let a paperweight
sit on the vessels and stop a free run of black
blood from nipples: dawn, it was far
away, the goddess inhailing earth’s ice


SATISH VERMA...

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Urn was carring the snow 
unmelted
like the soul of night.
It was a very strange winter
like araucaria puzzle.

Who was dragging the evergreens
over the chaste cliff ?
All the incogerent roots have broken
the placenta for new gods.
Millionaires ?

The marriage of basil at dusk 
with a paperweight, unleaving the road.
I was hearing the footsteps of dawn,
though sky was not listening to knocks.



Satish Verma...

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An acid drop burns your lips,
dares you to question
the continuity of crossroads.
Nowhere you reach.

A burden to accept
the gratitude of a cactus
for permission to bloom
in starless night.

The perversity prevails over the body.
You strip to the bone
and start a blue fire
in the valley of denials.

The skill breaks the terrible wall.
Unlike a paperweight you bend
a clean argument
and climb on the stings.


SATISH VERMA...

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