I sat on a step, as step by step
everything loomed a cry, while
surrounded by silence, like the
muffled tears that lay untouched.
The south-west Parnassus bolsters
shadows of wood and stone, how
the theater was built. The choruses
still interlude over summers. The
forepassed beliefs lay pressed in
tongs of stone, a resting place for
abandoned worshipers. Aristotle
left psalms of correlations in poetics
of performances and the feelings of
mortals; in the core are pulses of how
plots compose: verse after verse, as here
I sit, step, after step, after step.
Even these wide mountains seem as
they move, though it is the sky.
Sneha Subramanian Kanta will begin her postgraduate studies in the United Kingdom this autumn after having received the prestigious GREAT scholarship. She believes in the sounds of silence and scents of forgotten vocabularies. Postcolonial literature and literary theory and criticism are her areas of research interest. Her work has appeared or will appear in Anti-Heroin Chic, Epigraph Magazine, NEW QUEST, Kitaab, Silhouette Magazine, Chitralipi journal and in poetry anthologies such as Dance of the Peacock, Suvarnarekha and elsewhere.