When fears loom large and immense
Make me feel small and intense
Make me feel little, not important at all
And then suddenly I feel tall.
I can speak to the clouds.
Make this darkness dissolve.
The fears that, imagined and real
Made my heart, stricken, slow down.
The day, heavy, dragged on;
Until I woke with sundown’s glow.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Filed under Existential poetry, Poem, psychological poetry
Tagged as clouds, darkness, fears, fears loom, intense, small, sundown
Independant writer and poet originally from Delhi, but living near Paris. Tecnically these poems can be considered IWE, Indo-anglian or postcolonial.
The corpus callosum poems are so called because it deals with poetry that comes from different hemispheres, literally and links them, The poetic stance has to be understood in this context. The cultural negotiation is made by the poet between the hemispheric wanderings. The obvious symbology with the brain has been used as a literary device.
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The Corpus Callosum Collection of Poetry: Part Two