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Three Poems Found In Abandoned Drafts by Arun Sagar

             I.
 
     I try
                of you
speak
           blue, lavender,
the varied
                         past
     in things, too
                         much
myself
              to speak
 
 
 
             II.
 
All is familiar and strange
in the late August sunlight.
Something is stirring in
the shadows of the wind,
among the wilting flowers
and the leaves without end.
The evening is as a blank
contour upon a page,
something to be praised,
appraised, coloured in
with absences, arguments
of summer, presentiments.
These are imaginings, mere
jeux de mots, yes,
 
 
 
              III.
 
And so
                 footpath,
                                longing,
                                       strange;
                   white and
                                                 morning, sunlit,
Blinding
                                                      sky
                                                                 my love
                       no
yes,
                                                        once

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