Artwork Description:
Reverberations
The thrills masquerade
even as they experience
a world of expansion.
Far away,
I shrink in a black hole,
where life searches
for the charismatic remote leisure,
seeking a strength
as I stand
face to face
with the deserted truth.
A plunging darkness
as bare as death,
where a dot
disperses a line
in a voluminous circle,
folding the fire
of a living time.
Images annihilate.
The bodyiess voice prevails.
What was it
that whispered--
reverberations in a chilled silence.
Verse by Meena Chopra