You don’t know who you are anymore. There was rumour of someone who’d passed through before you, perhaps after. You try to recall the one case, imagine the other, but neither are very clear. Cities arriving and departing, to no particular schedule. They leach in through your window, elaborate, high-toned, submissive, their thousand and one [...]
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The Visitor
Posted in poetic prose on July 14, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
From the novice Servetus to the Sixth Great Patriarch in the Year of Burning
Posted in fiction, poetic prose on October 10, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
[Uncovered in the year 2061, engraved schist dated c. 311 CE. Former South Aral Sea.] Not to know, not to have heard […] Already time, then, bleeding from the eye/mechanism [not human]. Not a text religious – but, not to know, shaken like a twig in the last breath of wind. We have known, havn’t we, [...]
Near Mumbai, November 2008
Posted in memoir, poetic prose, reportage on October 8, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Grit that seems to come from under the door. As if self-willed, stolen in by
night. In the morning, before I turn on the TV, there is a small ritual of
gathering this fine sand, come in from the street, from different travellers’
shoes, from the largely arid wastes of the plains…
(Published in “Percutio” Literary Journal, No. 3, 2009, Paris; online at “GROUP Magazine” Issue #3: http://groupmag.blogspot.com/2009/10/group-issue-number-three-nasser-palangi.html)
