Yuyutsu Sharma: Yuyutsu Sharma launches "Little Creek & Other Poems" by American poet, David Austel lPart 1

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Yuyutsu Sharma launches "Little Creek & Other Poems" by American poet, David Austel lPart 1

Book Launch : David Austell's Little Creek and Other Poems Part 2

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20 November, 2010 2 pm Yuyutsu Sharma launches David B. Austell's "Little Creek & Other Poems" Video By Sahadev Poudel for Himali Sworharu www.nepaliradio.org New York, NY David Austell's Little Creek & Other Poems Several fellow poets read from the book, and there was live music and multi-media

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From Yuyutsu Sharma's "The Lake Fewa & A Horse : Poems New"

Glacier

A hope

that someday I shall sprout

like a tree

on the edge of a remote hillside.

A hope

someday a Queen-of-the-Night

shall bloom in my chest

and suck all the smoke

I have inhaled

in these malignant cities.

A hope that someday

a just born brook shall clean

and wash

bacteria of greed in me.

A hope that someday

a Buddha meditating in the niche of a cairn

by the heap of the city

garbage shall shake his limbs

and walk away towards a village of eternity

to take another birth

to save me

from the shame of becoming a glacier.

River: Morning

Cruel river

knows each time

I come to brood

over her roaring waters

each time I come

to her deafening banks

to gleam my dreams

over the plump flanks of her warm body

each time I come

to pour last of my life’s salt

in the ringing gorges

of her sonorous frame,

a bone breaks

in my smoldering chest

and a wrinkle appears

across the shriveled leaf of my life.

River at Night

Dark night

I cannot see the river.

I can only

hear it thundering rumble.

A water well explodes

enamored in the fleshy

clutch of fluffy

clouds, making a cave of this gorge.

Only fingers of the fireflies

illuminate its shape, the wild limbs,

as the river fumbles

curled around the hefty thighs of the night

to find a wink of sleep.