Behold the princess on her lion-mount
Slender like a lotus-stalk her arching torso,
Like its bud her jewelled head. In the hurtling rush
And tangled confusion of battling bodies, clear
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The boisterous river rushing between rocks
Turns a corner and falls strangely mute
Wide and stately, grown suddenly mature
One moment a maiden, the next the mother of the world, ...more

One sees her first afar between dream and awaking
Courtyards of white and white arches prepare the gaze
Frames enclosing a real which teases illusion. ...more

One moonlit smoke night
Walking back past the railway bridge -
A patter of rain and hurrying feet on the stairs –
It came out for a stroll.
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Robert Plant and Jimmy Page in the 70s
Paid their tribute to the visionary territory
Meadows of saffron and poppy ringed with glaciers
Secret glens where the bovine unicorn roamed
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It isn’t for the getting that my days were spent
Life is patterned after mnemonic stories
From east to west the pages reek of war
Journeys of plunder and possession, punishment and victory ...more

Cars flowing across Uji bridge at sunset
Fail to see the ghost of Yoshitsune
Grimacing in his exotic and bloodied armour. ...more

Perhaps always Ariel and Caliban
Share the human house. To one is flight
Unfettered, the other chafes
Against the bondage,
Weeps blood tears and spits
Malodorous refuse;
Struggling against biting ropes all night
Plots and labors to engineer or bribe;
Walking around in circles through the day
Imagines the leaden weight diminish, the wings
Soar on a windstream through amazing canyons. ...more

We sit in a suspended cagesurrounded by bandaged and numbered formscured cadavers of the past:only instead of the macabreflashes of beauty escape in scintillationsexotic fragrances and momories instead of formaldehyde.your soft and disinteresteddistant eyes in a breathing bodyquestion my subjectivitywith some compassion some sadness. peeling the feeling i read that languagecompassion is yours for me … Continue reading LACMA 111909 ...more

He stretches the time quantumProviding subjective spaceSince space is time in the becoming,The space of timeFor consciousness to expand intoBringing the human into proximity with the supermanOr perhaps questioning the boundaries of the human The twang of the primordial soundThe one that every instrument, plucked, bowed, struck or blownRemembers as its OriginThis is the slow … Continue reading Nikhil Banerjee Plays Rageshree ...more