Wednesday, 15 August 2007

Desert Mirage by Srinjay Chakravarti

Mosques and palaces,
towers, turrets, miradors
etched shimmeringly

in bas-relief.
Sun and air
act as conjurors.

The haze dislimns
date trees and dunes,
the breeze stained

with smoking sand.
There is more to it
than meets the eye:

mirage or oasis,
illusion or thirst.


Srinjay Chakravarti, Calcutta, India.

This poem was first published in DONGA (South Africa). It has been republished in DALITYAPI UNPOEMED: MAKATA (the Philippines).

4 comments:

Crafty Green Poet said...

Srinjay Chakravarti is a 34-year-old journalist,
economist and poet based in Salt Lake City, Calcutta,
India. His poetry has appeared in numerous
publications in over 25 countries. His first book of
poems has received an award from Australia.

anni said...

this has awesome imagery!

tumblewords said...

Beautiful. Visual. Sun and air act as conjurors - one of the beautiful phrases in this poem.

Tina Trivett said...

Lovely work Srinjay. Thanks for the trip. :)