Writings of Aakriti Kuntal

Inside the turbid head of the blue lake
a blue sky, a blue light, a blue mouth,
blue eyes, blue skin, skin in motion,
skin in water

Skin is sound, skin is concentric,
large wide gallops occur like age,
like music
Observe
the stagnant boil of winter
as she preserves her breath
Carefully weeding out
life from life
Splitting breath from breath
Such is the decoration of all time

I walk
above water
Between latent nights and
cold potato evenings
I walk on water
Gaze at a perforated universe
wrestling for vacuum inside tunnels
of bread-like feet

I walk
over water
Build an arc
with my arms of falling light
Skin is a lengthy delusion
as it reflects onto my face
The mockery of all light
Skin is a lengthy delusion
as it dances above my lip
‘Blue, blue, it’s a woman’s blue’
I say
as the lake sings beneath…

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15 thoughts on “A Woman’s Blue

  1. Bonjour ou Bonsoir mes amies , amis (Jeune fille HEART)

    J’aime venir parfumer ton joli blog
    Avec un parfum qui vient du cœur
    Mon plus beau parfum de l’amitié
    Pour embellir notre vie
    Rien de tel que des amies et amis
    Ce parfum qui fait mon bonheur
    Je te l’offre avec mon coeur
    En te souhaitant une excellente journée ou soirée

    Avec un champ de Roses parfumés

    Gros Bisous

    Bernard

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