Where have I been for the past 11 days, you ask?
Trying to gather the energy to actually write something on here while balancing two different jobs. It got a lot and I was left with zero time or energy to actually write anything. But just for the symmetry of it all, I want to try my hand at trying to make up for all the backlog on my poetry for this month. I have no idea if I can make it happen, but a girl can dream… and make it happen, if she tries hard enough, apparently.
Anyway, since I have officially lost the plot of NaPoWriMo for this season, I just went ahead and wrote something to jog my poetry skills, but this one is a lot more personal than that. I hope you like reading this poem as much as I loved writing it.
I trace the same words over,
Once, then twice,
Then countless times,
Just to feel any traces of you
Lingering over every letter–
And I fail.
I fail to write them the way you do.
The curves are not the same,
Nor the clever quirks in those ‘S’s and ‘R’s,
Nor the little dashes and dots–
Nothing about it is you,
So I trace all of it over,
And still fail.
I fail to find any traces of you.
No calligraphy brush in existence
Could ever replicate your words,
For your warmth is never in them–
Perhaps it’s not what I seek.
Perhaps all there’s missing is you.
~© Shubhangi Srinivasan.
Day 20, and I feel terrible for not being able to keep up with NaPoWriMo this season. But you know what, it doesn’t mean I am any less interested in this than I have been for the last 4 years. Hopefully, in the days to come, I will have all 30 poems up on the blog, and you’ll be able to check them all out!
For now, good night!
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