Minefield Hopping
“No day is safe from news of you”
– The Rival, Sylvia Plath
Our memories have burnt into my skin
Moments of poisonous intensity
Flying shrapnel
War survivor
From explosions of sin
They are aflame with the acid of me
Digital imprints of you
Respond to other cues
Screaming,
Come back and hurt me
Here’s a mention, there’s a share
Everyone, a guileless foe
Ignorance vile
“Sorry, I didn’t know”
And once again, I’m emptied bare
Tomorrow, a fresh start, I promise
Levity to feign lightness
Distractions supreme
Till another news item
Life is a minefield of explosions like this
Loved the metaphors- kep posting poetry!
Do let me know when and where the readings happen- Seema Buckshee here( we met at Culture Lab)
@carpedieum: Thank you! And I’ve mailed you with the details of Alphabet Sambar. You can also follow the Twitter handle of Alphabet Sambar.
I admire, respect and empathize deeply with the sentiments expressed in this poem. I also love the quote by Sylvia Plath you started with.