‘Moisture Appends the Subtext’: Three Poems by Tabish Nawaz

Photo: Karan Madhok

Poetry: ‘I breath to fluidize the gravels / but they fall back / like the debris in a city / bombed for months.’

- Tabish Nawaz

Stain

 

You speak in your silence

eyes turn like pages

moisture appends the subtext.

 

I let my feelings tell you

of the nothingness swaying within me.

The music expands,

spinning gravity out of our vacuums.

 

I measure words, but

when the surface no longer exists,

they lose weight.

 

*

 

Father’s Funeral

 

Death lurks in each thing, your smile

as it shines with its curvature

carries within a flatness

gravitating along the slope

to a sad corner

where all that happens sediments,

solidifies into a common destiny

immutable, untouched by our actions.

 

All those you love make a beeline

to your grave, vying for your glimpse

as you are lowered into the dust, unaware

that what remained anonymous to itself

lifts like wisps of smoke to the heavens.

 

*

 

Incubation

 

A verse dries within my veins,

much blood flows over it,

yet it never softens,

though sometimes it fragments into particles,

sediments in the bottom of my heart.

I breath to fluidize the gravels

but they fall back

like the debris in a city

bombed for months.

 

Sitting aside in a corner,

I watch the procession passing by.

After the dust settles, I trudge ahead

carrying a shovel,

dragging it along the breast of time,

feeling with the fingers its pulse,

where the skin is softest.

 

The shovel pulsates with my heaving,

revealing within

a crevice to a distant land

where the first word

is yet to come out.

 

Weary of contaminating the air with my sighs,

I slump breathless along the fence.

My nails peel off, the heart explodes

into a kaleidoscope of butterflies

perching over the barbed wire,

in an arrangement of a poem. 


***


Tabish Nawaz teaches Environmental Science and Engineering at IIT Bombay. He has published a poetry collection The Ornaments for Silence (Hawakal, 2023) and a short-story collection Opening Clouds, Fermented Rain (Hawakal, 2020). His short stories, poems and essays have been published or are forthcoming in Indian Literature, Scroll, Outlook, The Wire, Tint Journal, nether Quarterly, Madras Courier, The Bombay Review, The Bangalore Review, The Critical Flame, Woolgathering Review, The Punch Magazine, Flash Fiction Magazine, Yearbook of Indian Poetry in English 2021 and 2023, among other venues. You can find him on Instagram: @tabish_nawaz_87 and Twitter: @Tabish_Shajar.

Next
Next

Calcutta’s Chromosome, Hidden in Plain Sight