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Autumn Leaves

volume 7 number 6

Birth of a Naturalist

by Debashish Haar

Part I
A Hope

Massifs
of impure cravings
standing—
streets teeming
with mythical pride.
Oysters
at the gates toying
with repugnance,
unleashing the dazzle
behind the eyes—
shadow of the eyelashes
in consternation
with haze stolen
from cosmic strands.

Wanton wonderings
of the live streams,
shimmering play
of his unbecoming.
Dark's diminution:
chucks of his becoming,
fortress in a locked treasury won
contending Trojans,
contending myths relocated.
Blithe in poignancy,
perch for flight,
spawned rhythm
of life
in persistence—
a vision scaling
untouchable relief.

 

Part 2
Birth of Imagination

Explored shores,
mitigated meadows,
communing the fauna,
communing the flora,
communing
the anthropomorphic
misanthropes.
Stream's fusion: a myth,
a rejuvenation,
a victory of defeat.
Slain
in the narrow recess,
resurrected
in the grand ocean
of happiness.
Plural stasis,
sassiness:
castles of lies
shiver in qualm.

Light of the darkness
contend with fury
of luminance.
Silence of the sessile drop
make the pregnant sky blush.
Choked throats
screaming in purgatory—
efficacy leaping
to parade
in his fiefdom
to free the souls,
to free them
from the leverage
of living
the death sentences.
Resplendence, pride!
Living trite nursed,
perchance of life
in living enhanced:
devil's fall orchestrated.
Ephemeral feelings,
eon blasting beings alike
in séance bargained
the birth of imagination.

 

Part 3
Birth of Feelings

Interludes of silence,
breathe of lamenting conduit,
leverage of surviving
eons of noncommittal
to contend thy unbecoming—
benison in abstinence
barraging your wanton flow.

The carved elusive shapes
disrobed in full glory,
revealing the titans
who fought for civilization
up to civility's end—
marooning lives
in heathen strobe.

The seas, the drifts and burns,
the wafting tenderness of zephyr,
the percussion of empty space—
all communed to conspire.

The liberation conjured
the tidal relief,
nobody cared to contend
no one dared to see
the sublime sojourner's return.

The gleaming fire
behind the veil,
the abysmal source
of elysian wealth,
an exploration on each unweaving!
a birth! A birth of feelings!

 

Part 4
Birth of Emotions

Shadows of the truth,
listed renegade
of unlisted fruition
who communed
to existing
ephemeral strobes
of dark's struggle
with light.

Reliefs of feelings beholden,
mitigated meadows
mourning in orifices' offerings—
a sojourn in mainland,
a struggle of our existence.

Moulded in loves elusive shapes,
in elysian designs,
in baroque bubbles of times,
in becoming and unbecoming
of slithering prescience.

Shrouded dominance,
shrouded demolition—
revolt of pacific beings,
shadow show of Galatea,
shadows of the Pygmalions
pleading defeat
in workshop of devil.

Carved out of the myths,
out of the feelings,
out of imaginations and hope—
a sublime strobe, perchance of vision—
emotion.

 

Part 5
Birth of Intuition

Fortress of feelings quiver,
the waves of emotions
leap high to shatter
the frescoes of bloated reliefs.

Bleached in the hope
of your becoming,
robed in the pastimes
of slithering anecdotes,
bathed in the bleeding
consternation of sacrilege.

The hewn contrivance
of emery and selection,
the strings of the Cello
and the pallor of the canvass—
all contend the march.

The flagging of incandescence,
the rattling of the mantelpiece,
the struggle of the prison,
the struggle of the inmates
all contended the myth,
all subsided and made leeway.

The cauldron usurped the hope,
flight of imagination crashed,
cries of afflicted souls
intensified the ouija's rave—
the unweaving of time bubbles.

The sifting shadows of souls,
the ameliorated abode,
the burning amber's aerogram.
The meliorate dictate's abstinence—
an array of light,
an array of life,
an array dictating
hope, feelings and emotions,
a surge of imagination—
birth of intuition.

 

Part 6
Birth of Love

Ridges revolting in Tethys,
myths bidding adieu,
light's ripple through silence
digging deep into the essence abyss—
the residence of a solemn faith,
a palisade of the hope.


In the robe of thy impropio,
in the firmament of thy bonito,
in the realms of facies — el aquilatamiento.
The conjured massifs fell in disbelief,
perchance liberation winked.


Navigating against the pastime
of amnesic amnesty,
against the ramified vows
avowed to stifle the rudimentary relief—
la sonrisa del horizonte.


Searching for malioration,
the pinion of thoughts — the contending muse,
el sentimiento y la emoción,
all sunk in the abyss conjured.
The reticent spoke of qualms—
verbose desires lament.


The prehensile touch of angel,
the hope of imagination,
the touch of feelings,
the feelings of emotions' intuition—
the birth of love.

 

Part 7
Birth of Vision

Arc of the finer tones
communed in libretto,
slithering memoirs
replicated pastimes of helios—
marauding march continued.

Zest of the reorientations,
scale invariance of reliefs,
cajolery of the free spaces—
in the fusion, in conquests,
in benign torrential outflows.

Rustic nature of loquacious breeze,
priceless addendum in cohort,
whittlings snared in cacophony,
cufflinks of straw conjuring—
cleansing the arroyos of aboriginals.

The smeared evidence of feiffdom,
the reticence of aquamarine,
the lethal dose of ambrosia,
the blinding illuminance—
latent desires of gladiatorial aversions.

Scale invariance of massifs,
scaling of achievements,
scaling of abortive misadventures,
scaled lies in truths
invariances of truths in lies.

The freedom of passionate ornation,
chaos of ambivalent preachings,
decree issued by azure subscriptions,
meadow mowed in meliorate mime,
milieu's pangs—birth of vision.

 

Part 8
Birth of Reflection

Precipitation of the atoms of vision

Particles librate libretto,
swindles of slithered self
muted by quiescent fantasy.
Charcoal silhouette
in cacophonous silence,
in dark shadow of illuminance,
in loquacious alcoves
of paranormal icy scythe
dipped in cryogenic fire.

Precipitating dew
in daybreak's giggles
prayed for nocturnal cover,
the replete pathos
their animadversions,
all receded for clown stroll,
all submerged
in capacious Tethys,
all turned hairpin
in darkness and razzmatazz.

Draped in cadence
of smeared parlance
in myths of sharp whittlings
of shattered glassy discourse;
blighted in anecdotes
and healed by soul apothecary—
concern for conceit.

Propagation of atoms
of love — of vision,
of solemn abnegation,
of trappings in holy reliefs,
of resplendent stroll
of azure and aquamarine—
in meanderings and wonderings.

In the attic of his majesty,
in the moon seeking
hewn strewn ribs of Yggdrasil,
in silence of prejudice
and the pride contrived—
subjugated by birth
of reflection.

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