Mirage, by Suchismita Karmakar
- Maariya (EIC)
- Apr 3
- 2 min read
a
doppel gänger
of the blue bar above us,
unfathomable cruising its veins, one might
think that’s what Maurya’s sons saw and
believed in when they abandoned themselves to the
unknown of the sea.
the unknown is a mother
twisting her child's ear for hope is a child
stealthily slipping away without accounting
for the whys and hows and whens and the
guarantees that hope evades.
a
meandering
life
that
scribbles
illegibly.
the sea is a desert a wilderness our life.
life a Bacchic chimera.
1 allusion to J. M. Synge’s Riders to the Sea
Gemini Janus
strangles himself like Melpomeme and
Thalia sparring in the eye, leading you and
consuming you engul
fing
you
in their maw
a carapace you cannot thaw
destiny is as
unknown as a chimeric desert where you
await a manna shower.
their cackle sounds like a projection of
your deeper id impulses since at the end of
the day everything you see is what you don’t.
a mirage of destiny. and how could you
with a void inside licking the seams of your
anatomy? a deficiency? or an excess of desire?
the vacuum is a s n absorbing
u o
c i
t
the phantasmagorical episodes of your
dream through the portal of your eyes as
the manna shower now corporeal tingle
your aural senses with Inez’s words—
“You are—your life, and nothing else!”*
* from Sartre's play No Exit
The poems have been written by Medusa's priestess. also known in the mortal world as Suchismita Karmakar, a postgraduate student of English Literature at the University of Calcutta, India. she loves to hold everyone in thrall, casting her spell of a willing suspension of disbelief by her poems that have been previously published in the Otherwise Engaged: A Literature and Arts Journal, with upcoming publications in Zhagaram Literary Magazine (in March), Viridine Literary and an upcoming short story publication in oranges journal. when not strolling around the city in tulle gowns or reefer coats, she scribbles down feverish verses by the candlelight.
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