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Smudges of History

PARVINDER MEHTA

 

 

 

A dark smudge on that glassy facade

bothers the eye of cautionary present.

To clean all smears and splotches,

they collaborate, codify, hide narratives.

Yet traces of hushed memories,

whisper repressed stories and

invisible apparitions peck from

a slanted gaze. Watering the stubborn

smudge with excess lies, they try

to erase it yet miniscule bacteria

of protest grows and spreads like spilt

milk. Meandering its way, seeking

possibilities and audience,

it finally looms in a revolution

demanding thought, penitence and

belated acknowledgements.

The smudge remains, an apparition

of imagination, untraced yet not vanished

in hoary existence. Haunting with an

absent presence, erased etchings,

ignored knowledge, it continues to

portend the foggy future built

on blotches of omissions.

 

 

February 7, 2014

Conversation about this article

1: N Singh (Canada), February 08, 2014, 9:16 PM.

Beautiful! Well done! Poetry permeates our veins ...

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