Antennas of Absence
“The house shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.” ― Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space
I look at the mosaic of corroded bricks,
on the skin of an earthquake ridden house
in my neighborhood. Almost a Pollock's
like painting of an overpowering
absence. I can't unfeel it.
What have you in your innermost depths?
What is the grammar of your mute,
which speaks the language of a melting day?
What is the color of infinity, trapped inside
the cuboids of your incomplete death?
Questions translate to answers in themselves,
and absence is not always a void.
Right on its thin concrete slab, a bird sits
and watches over an anxious city,
sending radio-waves to satellites of unnamable aches.
Bio: Sudeep Adhikari is a structural engineer/Lecturer from Kathmandu, Nepal. His recent publications were with Red Fez , Kyoto , Your One Phone Call, Jawline Review, Anti-Heroin Chic, Yellow Mama, Fauna Quarterly, Beatnik Cowboys, After The Pause, Poetry Pacific, Silver Birch Press and Vox Poetica.