THE LIBERATION - -

what's in that obsession, which
not allowed me to mingle with
sublunary matter, just
pulls toward the
rings of
illusion, though living among -
the crowd, nevertheless
life feels the isolation,
the quietism or
liberation
from
self whirlwind, difficult to define,
a shadow chases or your
love trying to subdue
my persona, the
beautiful
world
of realism is leaving behind the
vision, what kind of land is
before me, neither
sky nor the
sign of
surface, pervasive emptiness -
everywhere - -

- SHANTANU SANYAL

painting by Wendy Puerto
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