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For bohemians everywhere

Mary Sarkar – Captive (1979)

[From ‘Bohemian Bagatelle‘, published 1979 by the Bohemians]

 

CAPTIVE

 

I lie captive to your beauty,

My mothwing joy flutters,

Pinned forever to your love.

 

If I turn my back upon you,

As a moth can to the sun,

You will burn me into being

And bury me in light and love.

 

I observe as if from without,

You exist only within creation;

Through dark glass I watch the dancers,

Yet weave with them your pattern of love.

 

The shining day breathes order, pulsates

Joy through every line and hue:

Our world is the bright garden

Where you play; and we, your dream of love.

 

Mary Sarkar

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