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Himalayan trip-trap-2

Himalayan  Trip-Trap

They poured in,  before the deluge
To surpass the natives in numbers
folks in their  cribs -through-hearse  stages, 
trusting like kids,  a burnished sky,  blue-white, 
a cocktail of the wrong and right,
and the mountains, inwardly  grumbling ,
darkly forbidding…

Snaking it  up  to the high  spots  of primeval Gods,
thro roads,  loosely wrapping the giant, like gray ribbons,
sleeping in structures disputed by the rivers
on  questions of  right of way ,
they milled about, haggled  and  honeymooned, 
peed and  pilgrimaged, at  Badri and Kedar, 
belonging to the likes of Sankaras,  long before
touts and tours  stirred their sequestered worlds .

And the super giant suddenly  fancied a good shower,
with unusually heavy cloudbursts  , landslides 
And down flowed 
decades of filth with silt settling to ceiling heights.
The crowds, local and visiting, clung on to life like limpets 
watching  their kin,  their life’s bearings, settings and links, 
uprooted, tossed and broken,
hurtling down,

Escapees from being buried in debris, 
now cornered in hell,  bereaved and battered,
famished  and  plundered, living and dying from moment to moment
on nothing, save air laced with fumes of rotting death
at the tipping points  of sanity ,  pondering
their turn of fates;
development  vis-a-vis  disasters ; 
disasters vis-à-vis puny mitigation measures
tragedies-in-the-making  vis-a-vis  remedies forsaken;
freak  instances  vis-à-vis  climate changes.
They remain  stranded  , for days on end,
despite the IAF, army men and their copters
( not the other services or their detractors)
risking their lives on a huge rescuing effort.
The natives, rescued or not, stranded for life, though.

@24 jun 2013.    By  :S.Jagathsimhan Nair

* This is about the thousands of tourists and locals remaining stranded in the Himalayan heights for about a week now, with dwellings, roads and bridges washed away/ blocked by heavy rains , landslides and floods.

Sankara  refers to Adi Sankara, the saint of the 8th Cy AD.

Badri and Kedar mean Badrinath and Kedarnath, two important places of  pilgrimage in the Himalayan heights.

IAF : Indian Air Force

For Deb’s 'Referential' contest , referring to the loss  engendered by the Himalayan geography which finds expression, different, though, in the metaphors of Kash's poem, 'My emotional geography', with  ref to expressions  like valley of pain, ocean of sorrow, tearful rivers,foggy mountains etc.

For SKAT's Epic-only contest.

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A summer evening 1

A summer evening

The senile sun still
burned us with the foul intent 
Of its mid day  rage
But, lacking in bite, gave in
Quickly to the taunts of breeze.

It tottered about
In the beach, ran its weak hands
Over wheat fields and
Rested awhile atop the
Banyan’s crown and went to sleep.

8th Dec 12.
Form: Personification in TANKA ( Sylls: 5-7-5-7-7)

By S.Jagathsimhan Nair
For: Giorgio's 'Impress me-3'
Motif: Nature

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Jungle by night 1

Jungle by night

In the far jungle
The big bear of darkness lay
Crouched all night on leafy ground.

It glared through eyes of
Oil lamps of far away huts.
When dawn came, it slunk away.

Form: Personification in Form ‘Sedoka’( Syllables: 5-7-7, 5-7-7 )

S.Jagathsimhan Nair

Motif: Nature

For Mary Oliver Rotman

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A valentine poem 1

A valentine poem

YOU and I just do not make up a TWO
ARE we not already one, as it WERE
MINE is a life surely with yours ENTWINED
FOR no other pair would’ve loved each other MORE
EVER to remain so, and to fail NEVER.

Encoded Message: “ You are mine for ever. Never more entwined were two”. 
(The message is decoded by putting together the first words of the lines in the top-to-bottom order  and the last words in the reverse order.)

Form: Acrostic
13th Jan 13

For Suzette Crous’ “My valentine” contest (with a coded secret message)

Now.. entry for PD's 'Valentine poem' contest...dated 14 Feb 13

S.Jagathsimhan Nair.

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A is for Antenna 1

A  is for Antenna

A  is for Antenna, the two-in-one, receiving in and transmitting away.
B  is for Broadband, to fire away on the high speed  digital highway.
C  is for Current, what a beauty, it is all but  free- electron- flow.
D  is for decibel, not the horrible, but a logarithmic unit and a ratio.
E  is for Electrons, the teeny weeny charged particles, so light
F  is for Fibre, or simply glass that passes streams of bits as light.
G  is for Gain, could also mean loss, a measure of what’s in and what’s out.
H  is for Harmonics, often unwanted multiples that are up and about.
I  is for Ionosphere, the  upper reaches of appreciable ionization
J  is for Jitter, Who wants this unwanted, random fluctuation
K  is for Klystron, just a tube which, in the microwave range, oscillates
L  is for Limiter, thank God, the input to a system , it limits.
M  is for Modulation, a  wave-on -wave  super imposition
N  is for Noise, the hated disturbances due to heat’s action
O  is for Oscillators, they  are  from low to ultra high frequency 
P  is for Pulse, not of the heartbeat, but a quick  shot of energy.
Q  is for Quartz, the stabilizer that is piezo-electric
R  is  for Regeneration, recuperating-the- sick- signal- trick.
S  is for Semiconductors, not semi-precious, but indispensable
T  is for Transmission, making   communication finally possible,
U  is for Unlimited Plans, the veritable godsend for the customer
V  is for Voltage, the difference of potentials, one should remember.
W  is for Waves, electromagnetic waves not the ones in the ocean,
X  is for X-rays, against which the engineer should exercise caution
Y  is for Yagi,  it’s only an antenna, not a yogi or a tribal totem
Z  is for Zirconium,   hungry for neutrons in the context of atom.

That puts in a nutshell the revolution
Of electronics and communication.

02 Mar 2013

S.Jagathsimhan Nair

For: Cyndi Macmillan’s “ Z is for Zaria-ABC poetry” contest.

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The rain startled the clouds and fell like 
a scare of possibilities. The day  toggled
from then to now like a withering widow

A flustered squirrel  sat and squirmed
and still  nibbled at a dry stump
like eliciting poetry off ancient prose

Some never knew the intent of need
others feigned disinterest in inquests
turning over their earths again and again

I read the prognosis of your vertigo
And derived a rider. That it was mere
Math to team up or to sleep in the buff 

An unpredicted  rite of passage 
after all  shenanigans stand erased
to uncover new aquifer in antique spandrel.

To  discover that the sky was never this blue.

10 Nov 13

For Chris' contest

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Home like a poem
Whatever its chosen form
Should communicate
Life’s loveliness and meaning
Because it’s where your heart is.

Form : Tanka

For Leonora Galinta’s contest

By S.Jagathsimhan Nair,  20 May 13

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Hymns of Salvation 1

Hymns of salvation

That  my own  body 
is my greatest enemy
was unknown to me.
O Lord, I  was reveling  in its pleasures.

The ones that
do not listen to Your tales,
never  speak the truth and won’t feed the starving,
worry  not about what is right and what’s not,
would  not obey the Guru,
do not remember  Your name; 
O God, why should anyone care if such folks
are  alive or dead.

O God,  fed up we all are
kinsfolk  with weeping ,
relatives  with cremating ,
moms  with giving birth  ,
I  with getting born.

Form: “Suzette Prime” with the syllable count, per line, of  2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13 etc , all Prime numbers.
For: Su Crous’ Prime numbers and Philosophy contest.

By: S.Jagathsimhan Nair.

* The philosophy of the poem is  borrowed  from the  hymns ( in Tamil) sung by one of our( Indian) saints named” PATTINATHAR”, revered for his words of wisdom and deeds of miracles. The reference in the 3rd stanza is to the innumerable incarnations each soul has to go through, age after age, till it gets freed from the cycle of births and deaths on attainment of salvation. Here he is praying to God for his own salvation : ” In this never ending cycle of births  and deaths ;  times without number, have my close relations wept for me whenever I died, my near ones cremated me as many times; times without number, mothers gave birth to me and times without number I was born into this world. We are all totally fed up, going through  this process repeating itself  again and again. O God, deliver me once and for all from this terrible fate”.
Stanzas 1 and 2 are self-explanatory.

For SKAT's contest on 15 Jun 13

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Hai-ku 1


Hi, cute,
High coo
Hai ,who?

S.Jagathsimhan Nair, 30 mar 17,
for Brian Strand's contest

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Taj Mahal 1


In this October day, as usual,
Late  in  reaching  fulfillments
Memoried  paths  resenting familiarity
Historied tracks crumbling
A cloud-shred trailing a mass to merge
I walk into Taj and stop to find
Adorned love placed in an ornate pedestal.

Still selling their lights profitably are the sun and the moon
And getting her name yet again and finally is the Jamuna
O! unsung architect, why does not
This wafer get blown by the wind?
Where did you get this sky from,  
To stick your vision on?
Does the full moon become fuller
By holding a royal Mughal lantern
Will Jamuna loiter dazed by the punch-drunk fort for ever?

The Taj is in its all-white contemplation
On love birds, dogfights, nemesis and Nostradamus
And I walk through faded print with all words spent
Watching clouds forgiving crowds’ trespass into the skies..

S.Jagathsimhan Nair
* Written some twenty years ago and included in my book “RAINQUAKE”
For PD’s ‘Seven wonders of the world’ contest

For Andrea's 'Faves' contest again

Copyright © S.Jagathsimhan Nair | Year Posted 2013