World Literature:
Rati Saxena (India)
Geometry
Spreading myself into a circle,
I move far, very far, from the axis.
Every moment from non-entity
Transpiring towards entirety.
Inside the 360 degrees of void,
Searching for a focal point,
Turning the wheels,
On the chariots of time.
Trying to make a conversation
With none but oneself.
To divide myself in the middle, at 180 degrees
And then to stand tall
Is not easy.
From where should I begin to rise
Such that the length left behind
Is not untouched by life.
While trying to fasten my heels to the earth
And reaching for the sky
I lose six feet of land.
