Mirror hanging on the Wall
Mirrors me through it
Situating the Self there that I see
As Myself, that I
Never see in the ordinary
Run of the Day.
That makes me wonder
About this I, which I
Do not normally do.
Self and Not Self
Duality : It is
Now brought to the Mind
Somewhere there, then, Mirror, Mirror show
Me what Real, is behind, anchoring it, All
by Hemal Jayasuriya
Poetry thrives in a shadowy, allusive world in which feelings that can be un-pinnable in precise language come into a reality all their own. It may seem to have little to do with the world of facts and experimentation that is science. If all that there is can be explained by what we see and/or what we can prove, what need is there for poetry?
POEM
A Thought Flows
More Poems by Hemal Jayasuriya
- Vanishing Dot
- A Binary Spinning a Solid Web
- Imagining In A New Light
- Arching Over
- Edge of a Beach
- Random Walks
- Young and Old
- Olympia
- Interdependence
- Soul Mountain
- Most Strange
- Starburst
- Ordering Into Shape, Unpredictable
- Rashomon
- Differentation
- Prospera’s World
- You are my woman of abstract
- A Leaf In Free Fall, Rotating
- Empty Dot Amongst Moving Matter
- Tom’s Clock
- Women and Men
- The Feel of Beauty
- Vacuum Fluctuations
- Into The Woods
- Birds Sing
- Starlight
- From Zero to Meaning
- In A Third Space : Science And Humanities
- Light of the Non-existent Sun
- Where is Time
- Events Jostle Inside The Black Box