Transcription: A Poem for National Poetry Month

By S. Rupsha Mitra

There is definitive love for this art

But there is more to it – a shivering shudder, 

a gut thumping trail of blood curling emotions,

 a greater sense a wider sense when blankness

 becomes habit and the paper mould of mind – dishevelled form.

When the dilemma between

Here and beyond

Never and nevertheless

Enough and not much becomes stronger and

 still stronger with receding moments, 

writing walks through the walled towns of the tensile systems –

The raving aching neurosis and dark alleyways

 like the shady vales of ventricles and fibre optic arteries, and

There is this dorsal lightness,

A feathered alighting, a promising jump of words –

Storming, intensifying, battling, breaking, 

norming and forming again

And again, to infer the secrecy, the rigidity, 

the starched spasm of tired muscles –

shaping into the parchment – a script to infinity

Meet the Writer

S. Rupsha Mitra is a student from India with a penchant for everything creative. Her writing can be found in literary magazines like Birmingham Arts Journal, North Dakota Quarterly, and Mekong Review. Discover her latest books, poems, and essays on her website.