Gently Reality Closes In

a photograph and some poetry

Nutcracker clenches, my life between its jaws.
One gentle squeeze, a hardened wall fissures.
Pressures slip out, like from pandora’s box.

© Venkataraman Mahalingam

Entering an antique shop in Udupi, Karnataka, I spotted something that was hung on the wall in no special place and probably for no special reason. Made of metal and some paint, it looked as though it had been pounded on just to be made. As though it was brought to the verge of cracking in order to be forged, finished and whole.

To me, a gong sounded from it before I even touched it.

When the universe leans on you, it seasons you for the better. This poem is inspired by both the calm and the unrest while I confided in my close friends.

Thank you, readers, for your valuable time with my work.

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