Four weddings and a funeral

Or four funerals and a wedding

Life goes on in much the

Same certain ways of uncertainties.

Flaying arms and rushing feet

Deconstructing passive signified life.

Here and there periodic

And unpatterned sequences

Jolt unsignified life into

A dumb like stupor.

Severed arms flaying in inertia

Burnt limbs lying inert

Certain voices claim

Achievement of successful deconstruction of life.

We celebrate

We mourn

And then, ablution in

The sea of forgetfulness.

Life goes on in much the

Same uncertain ways of certainties.

Today’s Icarus cannot dream of flying.

Too many fires are burning

In hearth and pyre.

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About Madhumita Ghosh

Studied at Jadavpur University, Calcutta, India. M.A. M.Phil Ph.D in English. Associate Professor in a degree college affiliated to Calcutta university. Love reading, writing poems and short stories. Translation is another passion Have translated English Romantic poetry to Bengali and Tagore poems to English.

7 thoughts on “9/11

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    “same certain ways of uncertainties” seemed,for me, to encapsulate the poem.For the casual reader,a poem is not necessarily a narrative,and so as in “9/11”,it can come down to whether the reader “gets it” or not.I get it!

  2. Madhumita Ghosh

    Thank you Umarani for liking the poem so as to post it on facebook.. feel free to do so. Thanks. More than amnesia its complacence that I wished to focus on in my poem. A smug sense of being ‘comfortably numb’……….

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