Tuesday, November 09, 2010

certainity of the uncertainity

I see the remains
in the aftermath of the event
she was but all limbs
behind the yellow track.

no, stop no passengers
they are travelling 
with uncertainty,
different entities,
varied needs 
related to each other by motion.

coming back to these remains,
I look again disjointly thinking
that it guarantees to bequeath sight
to someone unknown.

"death, despite its enormity, can also heal someone"

28 comments:

Ramesh Sood said...

And sometimes healing goes beyond one soul.. very well written, this!

Brian Miller said...

you know...we can only hope some good does come of it...intriguing write...nice one shot!

kavisionz said...

This is so rich in meaning, and definitely food for thought!
More often than not, death really could be worth all the living... don't you think?

After all, one needs to see the 2 sides of this coin...

marousia said...

This is a chilling poem... and confronts death as an undeniable part of life very well.

Timoteo said...

Thought provoking...the last stanza is mysterious and intriguing!

Teresa said...

What a great poem--that hope can come from death.

hedgewitch said...

To be healed from life...liked this line: related to each other by motion. very good succinct description in the midst of your otherwise cryptic phrasing.

vivinfrance said...

Mysterious - all sorts of ideas are provoked by this, probably all of them wrong! A few process notes might help set me straight.

Steve said...

Potent between-the-lines haunting work.

Carrie Burtt said...

This is so thought provoking Gautami...an amazing poem! :-)

barbara said...

And literally true
My brother was 25 when he received a kidney from a teenage accident victim. Others were given sight, breath, one even a heart.

TALON said...

Oh, so very sad...but the hope that death can bring life is profound.

Refuge Insomniac said...

From the darkness steeped in pain, I stepped into the light; alive again, a vision and I knew sight on life.

I truly enjoyed your poem. Wonderful and thought provoking.

flaubert said...

Gautami,
A thought provoking poem.
Pamela

gospelwriter said...

it's true, someone else's death can heal the life of one living... I am testament to that, though not in the physical sense indicated in the poem

nice write, and clearly thought-provoking

Elizabeth said...

We don't want to think about the reality of life being born of death, yet if we do not, we run the risk of dying having never lived at all. Profound Gautami,

Elizabeth

Eric Alder said...

You've found the silver lining in that dark cloud, Gautami. Nice One Shot!

Claudia said...

you've given us quite some food for thought with your poem..

Dulce said...

So nice we can see it that way... a liberation
;)

Baobab said...

Having lived the gamut of organ transplantation this hits home in a very personal way. The weight of reconciling loss with the possibilityof life here is very delicately poised. YOu have written this with much care for the difference in the nature of the grieving and the grievers. Deeply touched.
blessings

RS

Beachanny said...

Again in this as in many poems I've read today I see the cycle of life..this in a different way..and a more painful one. Thank you Gay @beachanny

Shashi said...

Very interesting and thought provoking.. I enjoyed this very much... thanks


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Pete Marshall said...

that was a deep searching question...but i agree...i have seen those racked with pain, when their mind is no more...and living is nothing pass away to a better place...thanks for sharing pete

ms pie said...

absolutely loved that gautami... it was as if reading/watching someone's epithet unfold

rewordblog said...

I love its Depth.... Expertly done

http://rewordblog.com/2010/08/31/grieve-child/

G.K. Asante said...

Your imagery worked really well at building the anxiety and confusion that held the piece. Well done.

ravenswingpoetry.com said...

Death is simply an exit from one reality to an entrance into another. That was my first thought after reading your poem. I like the way it haunted me, especially the image in the first stanza.

-Nicole

Michelle said...

Beautiful.