When I didn't know myself
where were you?
Like the colour in the gold,
you were in me.
I saw in you,
lord white as jasmine,
the paradox of your being
in me
without showing a limb.
(Mahadeviyakka; translated by A.K. Ramanujan)
i.
Whence the limb of lost
arbitrage of love?
There dwells the price
of gold in me.
I saw you I think,
lord white as jasmine,
negotiating, settling debts
for me,
otherwise you weren’t there.
ii.
Lost in visible
Gold present in a salient
Me, a ferocious
mime, mine, lost.
Seeing through
Gold not being not yet
The blueprint of
gold, dust, lost.
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