Aditya Bahl
Aditya Bahl was born and brought up in the mountain state of Himachal Pradesh (India). Recent works have appeared or are forthcoming in Lilliput Review, Poetry Salzburg Review, Otoliths, iARTistas and others. A chapbook of visual poetry is available here. He is one of the co-editors of Bones, a journal for contemporary haiku.
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after Vassilis Zambaras’s Aural
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What si
lence the
word breaks?
        . .
                                                                                          onomatopoeia
two oriental white-
eyes fluttering in
the sangwan tree
wind in yr nostrils
wind in yr throat
        . .
                                                                                          no bird
                                                                                          no tree
                                                                                          no person
Whereas, where
as here— where
did the bird
go?
Afterwards
the word—
after words—
more
and more
words
make a loss
of loss
        . .
as if—
as if
there’s more
to the word
there
        . .
at sea
horizon
lost the
bridge
of his
glasses
        . .
Further, a sea
farther than
the eye can
see—
To be other
wise— to
be I, to
forget it
        . .
                                                                                          rose
What lies
under
the snow
seeks
light
to be
here
        . .
now & the
n a sense
of how
presence
lost
the mind
light
the direction
pine
needles take
        . .
                                                                                          here
Things keep
falling
in place.
A place so
wanting
Until—
a wanting to
leave, to leave
things in place
Recovers
nowhere
out of nowhere
        . .
once more
itinerant at
breath
one more
a gain tells
now but never
again
        . .
Just
ob
serving the
light be
coming
You
        . .
Keeping
up with
the light
less
and less
speech
-less
        . .
                                                                                          coda
Beyond
the image of syllables
is no beyond
bt only this, what
you have I have—
Periphery isn’t
anymore or where
once written
its here, here
onwards—
        . .
To do
whatever
will take
to take it
from here
Aditya Bahl was born and brought up in the mountain state of Himachal Pradesh (India). Recent works have appeared or are forthcoming in Lilliput Review, Poetry Salzburg Review, Otoliths, iARTistas and others. A chapbook of visual poetry is available here. He is one of the co-editors of Bones, a journal for contemporary haiku.
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